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[To Thee I now draw near]

She came behind Him, and touched the border. —viii. 44.

To Thee I now draw near,
With faith and shame and fear

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Mercy at Thy feet implore,
Feel my own unworthiness,
Faint without Thy saving power,
Die without Thy healing grace.
Source of my holiness,
Thy manhood I confess;
Through the means to Thee apply,
Wait Thy Spirit to receive;
Let it heal and purify,
Jesus, in Thy patient live.