C.A. Tindley
NOTHING between my soul and the Saviour,
Naught of this world’s delusive dream;
I have renounced all sinful pleasure,
Jesus is mine; there’s nothing between.
Nothing between my soul and the Saviour,
So that His blessed face may be seen;
Nothing preventing the least of His favor,
Keep the way clear! Let nothing between.
2
Nothing between, like worldly pleasure,
Habits of life though harmless they seem,
Must not my heart from Him e’er sever,
He is my all; there’s nothing between.
3
Nothing between, like pride or station,
Self or friends shall not intervene,
Though it may cost me much tribulation,
I am resolved; there’s nothing between.
4
Nothing between, e’en many hard trials,
Though the whole world against me convene;
Watching with prayer and much self-denial,
I’ll triumph at last, with nothing between.