Nearer, My God, To Thee
by: Sarah Flower Adams
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 to Thee!
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 to Thee!
There let the way appear
Steps unto Heaven,
All that Thou sendest me
In mercy Given;
Angels to beckon me
Nearer, my God, to Thee,
Nearer to Thee!
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 to Thee!
Or if, on joyful wing,
Cleaving the sky,
Sun, moon and stars forget,
Upward I fly,
Still all my song shall be,
Nearer, my God, to Thee,
Nearer to Thee!