Songs We Like to Sing


Published 1912
Nearer, My God, to Thee
Bethany

     Sarah Flower Adams                                         Lowell Mason


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, my God, to thee,
Nearer to thee!

Tho' like a 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 heav'n;
All that thou sendest me,
In mercy giiv'n,
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!

Amen.







© 1999, 2003, Lynn Waterman