[Written for the Sentinel]

Nearer to Thee

I know there is no dimming of the light
Toward which I turn.
I know there is no varying of the right.
This I discern.
And every day I know I closer walk,
Grateful, my Lord, to Thee.
In purer moments, undefiled, I talk
Alone with Thee,
And angels of Thy presence come to me.

And as I walk I find the closing day
But just begun.
And as I talk gleams forth the radiant ray
From its dear sun.
In this clear light I see revealed here
God's love for me.
In revelation true I yield all fear
To harmony.
And nearer draw, I pray, worthier to Thee.

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