Nearer, My God, To Thee, Nearer To Thee!
Even 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!

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!

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, 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, 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, My God, To Thee, Nearer To Thee!