Hymn of the Week: Nearer, Still Nearer

This is one of those songs that ought to be in every hymnal. It beautifully describes the relationship we should have with Christ—a desire to be ever nearer to Him, coupled with a humility that recognizes His rightful place. We have nothing indeed to bring that would enrich Christ; we have only sin and pride which we need His help to remove.

Meditate on these words written by Lelia Morris.

Nearer, Still Nearer

Nearer, still nearer, close to Thy heart,
Draw me, my Savior, so precious Thou art;
Fold me, O fold me close to Thy breast,
Shelter me safe in that haven of rest,
Shelter me safe in that haven of rest.

Nearer, still nearer, nothing I bring,
Naught as an offering to Jesus my King;
Only my sinful, now contrite heart:
Grant me the cleansing Thy blood doth impart,
Grant me the cleansing Thy blood doth impart.

Nearer, still nearer, Lord, to be Thine,
Sin, with it's follies, I gladly resign,
All of its pleasures , pomp and its pride:
Give me but Jesus, my Lord, crucified,
Give me but Jesus, my Lord, crucified.

Nearer, still nearer, while life shall last,
Till safe in glory my anchor is cast;
Through endless ages ever to be,
Nearer, my Savior, still nearer to Thee,
Nearer, my Savior, still nearer to Thee.