DRAW ME CLOSER TO THEE

1Clos-er to thee, my Fa-ther, draw me, I long for thy em-brace;
Clos-er to thee, my Sav-ior, draw me, Not of my love, but thine own grace;
Clos-er by thy sweet Spir-it draw me, Till I am all like thee.

RefrainClos-er with thine arms en-fold me, I seek a rest-ing place;
Clos-er still, nev-er from thy pres-ence Let me part, with the cords of love, Draw me clos-er to thy-self a-bove.

2Draw me clos-er to thy dear self, And let my spir-it rest in thee;
Draw me clos-er to thy pre-cious side, And let my love be all for thee;
Draw me clos-er to thy lov-ing heart, And let me die to self and sin.