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 be over me,
My rest a stone,
Yet, in my dreams, I'd be
Nearer, my God! to thee, --
Nearer to thee.

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

4 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.

Mrs. Sarah Flower Adams, 1841.