1
Closer to Thee, my Father, draw me,
I long for Thine embrace;
Closer within Thine arms enfold me,
I seek a resting place.

Refrain
Closer with the cords of love,
Draw me to Thyself above;
Closer draw me,
To Thyself above.

2
Closer to Thee, my Saviour, draw me
Nor let me leave Thee more;
Fain would I feel Thine arms around me,
And count my wanderings o'er.

3
Closer by Thy sweet Spirit draw me
Till I am all like Thee;
Quicken, refine, and wash, and cleanse me,
Till I am pure and free.