1 We know not what's before us,
What trials are to come:
But each day passing o'er us,
Brings us still nearer home.
We're nearer, nearer home,
Our blessed, happy home,
Where grief and sin can never come,
We're nearer, nearer home.
Refrain:
Nearer home, Nearer home,
Nearer to my happy home.
Nearer home, Nearer home,
Our blessed, happy home.
Nearer home, Nearer home,
Nearer to my happy home.
Nearer home, Nearer home,
Our blessed, happy home.
2 Though dark our path, and lonely,
And clouds our sky o'ercast,
Let us remember only,
That it will soon be past. [Refrain]
3 Whate'er of gloom or anguish
Life to our hearts may bring,
In doubt we will not languish,
But cheerfully we'll sing. [Refrain]
Source: The Plymouth Sabbath School Collection of Hymns and Tunes #164