Author:		W. C. Martin, 19th Century
Musician:		C. Austin Miles, 1868-1946

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To Jesus ev'ry day I find my heart is closer drawn;
He's fairer than the glory of the gold and purple dawn;
He's all my fancy pictured in its fairest dreams, and more;
Each day He grows still sweeter than He was the day before.

Refrain:
The half cannot be fancied this side the golden shore,
Oh, there He'll be still sweeter than He ever was before.

His glory broke upon me when I saw Him from afar;
He's fairer than the lily, brighter than the morning star;
He fills and satisfies my longing spirit o'er and o'er;
Each day He grows still sweeter than He was the day before.

My heart is sometimes heavy, but He comes with sweet relief;
He folds me to His bosom when I droop with blighting grief;
I love the Christ who all my burdens in His body bore;
Each day He grows still sweeter than He was the day before.