Nearer, my God, to Thee,
Nearer
to Thee!
E'en
though it be a cross
That
raiseth me!
Still
all my song shall be,
Nearer,
my God, to Thee;
Nearer,
my God, to Thee,
Nearer
to Thee!
2
Though
like the wanderer,
Daylight
all gone,
Darkness
be over me,
My
rest a stone;
Yet
in my dreams I'd be
Nearer,
my God, to Thee;
Nearer,
my God, to Thee,
Nearer
to thee!
3
There
let the way appear,
Steps
up to heaven;
All
that Thou sendest me,
In
mercy given;
Angels
to beckon me
Nearer,
my God, to Thee;
Nearer,
my God, to Thee,
Nearer
to Thee!
4
Then,
with my waking thoughts
Bright
with Thy praise,
Out
of my stony griefs
Bethel
I'll raise;
So
by my woes to be
Nearer,
my God, to Thee;
Nearer,
my God, to Thee,
Nearer
to Thee!
5
Or
if, on joyful wing
Cleaving
the sky,
Sun,
moon, and stars forgot,
Upward
I fly,
Still
all my song shall be,
Nearer,
my God, to Thee;
Nearer,
my God, to thee,
Nearer
to thee!