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.
Chorus: 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.
There let the way appear, steps unto
Heav’n;
All that Thou sendest me, in mercy given;
Angels to beckon me nearer, my God, 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.

Or, if on joyful wing cleaving the sky,
Sun, moon, and stars forgot, upward I’ll fly,
Still all my song shall be, nearer, my God, to
Thee.

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.