140. Nearer, my God, to Thee, Nearer to Thee
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.
2 Though, like the wanderer, The sun gone down,
Darkness comes over me, My rest a stone:
Yet in my dreams I’d be- Nearer, my God, to Thee,
Nearer to Thee.
3 There let my 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.
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 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 to Thee.