Near to thee O Lord
Keep me near to the cross
When my faith is weak
Near to thee I need to be
Draw me closer to the cruel cross
Where my Saviour suffered death for me
When my troubled soul is burden
Draw me to thy bleeding side
I was drawn to thy cross long ago
When I heard of thy cleansing blood
Jesus washed me and took me in
At His soul winning cross
Bright blessed hope shone
When my sinful soul
Sang of thy redeeming cross
There my Saviour, saved me
O Lamb of God, my hope is founded
Trusting ever only in thee
I will tread the paths of gold
When my raptured soul, raises to thee






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