the piano guys 
nearer my god to thee
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!   Though like the wanderer, the sun gone down,  Darkness be over me, my rest a stone;  Yet in my dreams I'd 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 given;  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 fly,  Still all my song shall be,  Nearer, my God, to thee;  Nearer, my God, to thee, nearer to thee!