289 One sweetly solemn thought

1 One sweetly solemn thought Comes to me o'er and o'er: Nearer my home to-day am I Than e'er I've been before. 2 Nearer my Father's house, Where many mansions be; Nearer to-day the great white throne, Nearer the crystal sea. 3 Nearer the bound of life, Where burdens are laid down; Nearer to leave the heavy cross; Nearer to gain the crown. 4 But, lying dark between, Winding down the night, There rolls the silent, unknown stream That leads at last to light. 5 Ev'n now, perchance, my feet Are slipping on the brink, And I, to-day, am nearer home, -- Nearer than now I think. 6 Jesus, perfect my trust; Strengthen my spirit's faith; Nor let me stand, at last, alone Upon the shore of death.