1Nearer, 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,
The sun gone down,
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 unto heav’n;
All that Thou sendest me,
In mercy giv’n;
Angels to beckon me
Nearer, my God to Thee;
Nearer, my God to Thee,
Nearer to Thee.
4 Then, with my waking tho’ts
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.
6 There in my Father’s home,
Safe and at rest,
There in my Savior’s love,
Perfectly blest;
Age after age to be
Nearer, my God to Thee;
Nearer, my God to Thee,
Nearer to Thee.
