Angels to beckon me
Nearer, my God, to Thee,—
Nearer to Thee!
4 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 to Thee!
Angels to beckon me
Nearer, my God, to Thee,—
Nearer to Thee!
4 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 to Thee!