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Closer to Thee, My Father, Draw Me
Verse 1
Closer to Thee, my Father, draw me,
I long for Thine embrace;
Closer within Thine arms enfold me,
I seek a resting place.
I long for Thine embrace;
Closer within Thine arms enfold me,
I seek a resting place.
Refrain
Closer with the cords of love,
Draw me to Thyself above;
Closer draw me,
To Thyself above.
Draw me to Thyself above;
Closer draw me,
To Thyself above.
Verse 2
Closer to Thee, my Saviour, draw me
Nor let me leave Thee more;
Fain would I feel Thine arms around me,
And count my wanderings o'er.
Nor let me leave Thee more;
Fain would I feel Thine arms around me,
And count my wanderings o'er.
Verse 3
Closer by Thy sweet Spirit draw me
Till I am all like Thee;
Quicken, refine, and wash, and cleanse me,
Till I am pure and free.
Till I am all like Thee;
Quicken, refine, and wash, and cleanse me,
Till I am pure and free.
A devotional hymn attributed to Fanny Crosby, appearing in late 19th-century American evangelical hymnals with the theme of drawing near to God the Father.