Come near me, O my Savior;
Thy tenderness reveal;
O, let me know the sympathy
Which Thou for me dost feel;
I need Thee every moment;
Thine absence brings dismay;
But when the tempter hurls his darts,
’Twere death with Thee away. Come near me, my Redeemer,
And never leave my side;
My bark, when tossed on trouble’s sea,
The storm cannot outride
Unless the word of power
Arrest the surging wave;
No voice but Thine its rage can quell,
No arm but Thine can save. Come near me, blessèd Jesus,
I need Thee in my joy;
No less than when the direst ills
My happiness destroy;
For when the sun shines o’er me
And flowers strew the way,
Without Thy wise and guiding hand
More easily I stray. Be near me, mighty Savior,
When comes the latest strife;
For Thou hast thro’ death’s shadows passed,
And oped the gates of life;
And when among the ransomed
I stand with crown and palm,
To Thee, divine, unfailing Friend,
I’ll raise eternal psalm. |
