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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!
There let the way appear, steps unto heaven; All that thou sendest me, in mercy giv'n; Angels to beckon me, nearer, my god, to thee. Nearer, my god, to thee, nearer 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 Nearer, my god, to thee, nearer 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. Nearer, my god, to thee, nearer to thee.
(This song was said to be the last song played by the band, before the Titanic sank.)
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