|: Nearer, my God, to thee, :|| Nearer to thee. 2 Though like a wanderer, My rest a stone, 3 There let the way appear, In mercy given: : Nearer, my God, to thee, :|| 4 Then, with my waking thoughts Bright with thy praise, Bethel I'll raise; ||: Nearer, my God, to thee,:|| Nearer to thee. Adams. I O God, O Spirit, Light of all that live, Who dost on them that sit in darkness shine! 2 O Breath from out the Eternal Silence! blow The precious fullness of our God bestow, 3 O Fountain! that dost unexhausted flow To quench the thirst that seeks thy waters clear! Into the quiet hearts which seek thee here. Anon. Tersteegen. |