I Would Be Nearer, My Savior,
Where I Can Hear Thy Voice
Falling In Tenderest Whispers,
Making My Heart Rejoice.

Draw Me Close To Thee,
Draw Me Close To Thee;
Keep Me, Dear Savior, So Near Thy Side,
Draw Me Close To Thee.

I Would Be Kept In Thy Presence,
Free From The Strife Of Tongues;
There Shall The Humble Adore Thee,
Raising Their Grateful Songs.

Keep Me, O Lord, In Thy Shadow,
When The Dark Tempests Lower;
Safely To Rest On Thy Bosom,
Keep Me Forevermore.

Swiftly The Shadows Are Deepening,
Light Of My Life, Be Near;
Strengthen The Trust I Am Keeping,
Fill Me With Hope And Cheer.

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