The minister was preaching and the crowd was standing nearThe congregation was singing a tune in a voice that was loud and clearYou know the crowd that stood around him, they were crying, I could plainly seeFor the song that they sang was touching, they were singing, nearer, my God, to TheeOh, nearer, my God, to Thee, oh, nearer, nearer to TheeThey kept on singing, nearer, my God, nearer, my God, to TheeOh Lord, they kept on singing, nearer, my God, nearer, nearer to TheeThey kept on singing, nearer, my God, nearer, my God, to TheeOh yes, they did, songs have a feeling, there's a story in every song that we singSongs have been known to lift heavy burdens, in all of our troubles, to God we all dependAnd if we're Christians, we ought not to be ashamed, to lift our voices in my Jesus' nameWe ought to be able, oh God, to sing, nearer, my God, to TheeOh, help me, Lord, to lift our voices and sing, nearer, nearer, nearer to TheeYes, I want to get nearer to Thee, when I get lonely, I can sing, nearer, my God, to TheeYes, I can, I just bow down and sing, nearer, nearer, nearer, nearer, nearer, my God, to TheeNearer, nearer, nearer, nearer, nearer, my God, to Thee