I AM THINE, O LORD, I HAVE HEARD THY VOICE

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, 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.


O the pure delight of a single hour

That before thy throne I spend,

When I kneel in prayer, and with thee, my God,

I commune as friend with friend!


There are depths of love that I cannot know

Till I cross the narrow sea;

There are heights of joy that I may not reach

Till I rest in peace with thee.