Jacob's Vision and Vow
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Sarah F. Adams·Modern
Verse 1
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!
Verse 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!
Verse 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!
Verse 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!
Verse 5
Or if on joyful wing
Cleaving the sky,
Sun, moon, and stars forgot,
Upwards I fly,
Still all my song shall be,
Nearer, my God, to Thee,
Nearer to Thee!
Sarah F. Adams, “Nearer, My God, to Thee”
Sarah F. Adams·Modern
Verse 1
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!
Verse 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!
Verse 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!
Verse 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!
Verse 5
Or if on joyful wing
Cleaving the sky,
Sun, moon, and stars forgot,
Upwards I fly,
Still all my song shall be,
Nearer, my God, to Thee,
Nearer to Thee!
Verses 1-4, Rev. Philip Doddridge, 1737, recast by Rev. John Logan, 1781: verse 1, l. 1, alt. and verse 5, added, Scottish Trs. and Paraphs., 1781·Post-Reformation
Verse 1
O God of Bethel, by whose hand
Thy people still are fed,
Who through this weary pilgrimage
Hast all our fathers led,
Verse 2
Our vows, our prayers, we now present
Before Thy throne of grace;
God of our fathers, be the God
Of their succeeding race.
Verse 3
Through each perplexing path of life
Our wandering footsteps guide;
Give us each day our daily bread,
And raiment fit provide.
Verse 4
O spread Thy covering wings around
Till all our wanderings cease,
And at our Father’s loved abode
Our souls arrive in peace.
Verse 5
Such blessings from Thy gracious hand
Our humble prayers implore;
And Thou shalt be our chosen God,
And portion evermore.