NEARER TO THEE.
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Nearer to thee, O my Savior, Nearer I would be each day. As I cross life's stormy ocean Never from thee let me stray. Nearer, nearer, ever nearer, Is the language of my soul As I journey down life's pathway, As I near bright heaven's goal. Lead me through this world of sorrow, Let my hand in thine e'er be; Throw thy arms of love around me, Savior, let me walk with thee. When the storm-clouds round me gather In the clefted Rock I hide; When the surging billows threaten, Fold me closer to thy side. There's a home for me in heaven, By the crystal, silvered sea; Some sweet morn the golden portals Opened wide will be for me. There in amaranthine glory I will sit at Jesus' feet; There I'll sing the sweet old story As I walk the golden street. O my heart, wait on in patience, Each day brings me nearer the goal; In some blissful dewy dawning Heaven will receive my soul.