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| I Am Thine |
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| 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. |
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| Draw me nearer, nearer, nearer blessed Lord |
| To the cross where thou hast died. |
| Draw me nearer, nearer, nearer blessed lord |
| To thy precious bleeding side. |
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| 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. |
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| 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. |
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