Nina Simone. Nearer Blessed Lord. Zeneszám

I am Thine, O Lord, I have heard Your voice
Told Thy love to me
But I long to rise in the arms of faith
Be closer, drawn to Thee

Draw me nearer, nearer, blessed Lord
To the Cross where Thou has died
Draw me nearer, nearer, blessed Lord
To Thy ever bleeding side

Consecrate me, Lord, in Thy service
By the power of grace divine
Let my soul look up with a steadfast hope
My will be lost in Thine

Draw me nearer, nearer, blessed Lord
To the Cross where Thou has died
Draw me nearer, yeah, nearer, blessed Lord
To Thy ever bleeding side

My soul look up with a steadfast hope
My will be lost in Thine

So draw me nearer, nearer, blessed Lord
To the Cross where Thou has died
Draw me nearer, nearer, blessed Lord
To Thy ever bleeding side