Nearer, My God, to Thee

Nearer, my God, to thee,Nearer to thee;E'en though it be a crossThat raiseth me.Still all my song shall beNearer, my God, to thee,—Nearer to thee.

Though like the wandererThe sun gone down,Darkness be over me,My rest a stone,Yet, in my dreams, I'd beNearer, my God! to thee,—Nearer to thee.

There let the way appear,Steps unto heaven;All that thou send'st to me,In mercy given;Angels to beckon meNearer, my God! to thee,—Nearer to thee.

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.