Hymn 354
Nearer, my God, to Thee, nearer to Thee;
Ngo sunm’ Ọ, Ọlọrun
- 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. - 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. - 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. - 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. - Or, if on joyful wing cleaving the sky,
Sun, moon, and stars forgot, upward I’ll fly,
Still all my song shall be, nearer, my God, to Thee. Amen.