I Am Thine, O Lord / Draw Me Nearer

I am Thine, O Lord, I have heard Thy voice,
And it told Thy love to me;
But I long to rise in the arms of faith,
And be closer drawn to Thee.

Draw me nearer, nearer, blessed Lord,
To the cross where Thou hast died;
Draw me nearer, nearer, blessed Lord,
To Thy precious, bleeding side.

Consecrate me now to Thy service, Lord,
By the pow'r of grace divine;
Let my soul look up with a steadfast hope,
And my will be lost in Thine.

Draw me nearer, nearer, blessed Lord,
To the cross where Thou hast died;
Draw me nearer, nearer, blessed Lord,
To Thy precious, bleeding side.

There are depths of love that I cannot know,
'Til I cross the narrow sea;
There are heights of joy that I may not reach,
'Til I rest in peace with Thee.

Draw me, Jesus, draw me nearer, nearer, blessed Lord,
To the cross where Thou hast died;
Draw me, Jesus, draw me nearer, nearer, blessed Lord,
To Thy precious, bleeding side.
To Thy precious, bleeding side.
To Thy precious, bleeding side.

Oohh ... oohh ... oohh ...

Yeah, bleeding side.