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!
The sun gone down,
Darkness be over me,
My rest a stone,
Yet in my dreams I'd be
Steps unto heav'n;
All that thou sendest me,
In mercy giv'n;
Angels to beckon me
Bright with thy praise,
Out of my stony griefs
Bethel I'll raise;
So by my woes to be
Cleaving the sky,
Sun, moon, and stars forgot,
Upward I fly,
Still all my song shall be

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