Metropolitan Tabernacle, London
Lord Jesus, near to Thee I’d be
In fellowship and love,
A faithful servant close to Thee,
An heir of things above.
O make me kindly and sincere,
No evil in my mouth,
That none may hurtful slanders hear,
But only grace and truth.
O guide my loyalties, that I
Shall love the friends of God,
And form no servile, hurtful tie
With haters of the Word.
In all my paths may I disown
Self-interest, love of gain;
May all I do for Thee be done
Not heeding loss or pain.
Such graces flow from Thee on high,
O work them all in me,
And draw me closer still, that I
Be never moved from Thee.