O God of Bethel, by Whose Hand

O God of Beth­el

by whose hand

Thy peo­ple still are fed

Who through this wea­ry pil­grim­age

Hast all our fa­thers led.

Our vows

our pray­ers

we now pre­sent

Before Thy throne of grace;

God of our fa­thers

be the God

Of their suc­ceed­ing race.

Through each per­plex­ing path of life

Our wan­der­ing foot­steps guide;

Give us each day our dai­ly bread

And rai­ment fit pro­vide.

O spread Thy co­ver­ing wings around

Till all our wan­der­ings cease

And at our Fa­ther’s loved ab­ode

Our souls ar­rive in peace.

Such bless­ings from Thy gra­cious hand

Our hum­ble pray­ers im­plore;

And Thou shalt be our chos­en God

And por­tion ev­er­more.