To Jesus close I long to cling,
Close to His wounded side.
Under the shadow of His wings
Forever there to hide.
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Closer to Thee O Lord, I plead,
Each moment of the day,
I’d in Thy presence sweet abide
Close to Thee I would stay.
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If drawing unto Jesus near,
He will draw nigh to thee,
And there His love becomes more clear,
Poured out on Calvary.
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Draw near to Him in prayer dear soul
And through His precious word.
For there in Christ we see our God,
And He’ll His truth unfold.
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The world attracts, its pull so strong,
Distracts, allures to sin.
Yet through the Spirit, Christ draws on,
And by His grace we’ll win.
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Abide then in your Saviour and
You’ll prove His power will keep.
And with the saints you’ll comprehend
His love so wide and deep.
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SMI