1 My love has been won from this vain world away,
Since Jesus has come in my poor heart to stay;
My joy and salvation from henceforth to be
And daily He’s growing more precious to me.

Refrain:
He’s growing more precious to me,
He’s growing more precious to me;
New charms ev’ry day in my Savior I see,
He’s growing more precious to me.

2 He sheds o’er life’s pathway a radiance bright,
His yoke it is easy, His burden is light;
I could not be lonely when so near is He
The One who grows evermore precious to me. [Refrain]

3 When rough is the pathway my feet here must take,
How sweetly He whispers “I’ll never forsake:”
More fully I’ll trust when but dimly I see
This wonderful Savior so precious to me. [Refrain]

4 He bids me lean hard and still trust in His grace,
And strive for the prize at the end of the race;
When more and more like Him forever I’ll be,
This Jesus already so precious to me. [Refrain]

5 When safe in that city of jasper and gold,
The face of my Savior my eyes shall behold;
My song thro’ the ages eternal shall be,
Forever He’s growing more precious to me. [Refrain]