God of Our Fathers

Verse 1

God of our fathers, by Whose hand Thy people still are blest, Be with us through our pilgrimage; Conduct us to our rest.

Verse 2

Through each perplexing path of life Our wandering footsteps guide; Give us each day our daily bread, And raiment fit provide.

Verse 3

O spread Thy sheltering wings around, Till all our wanderings cease, And at our Father's loved abode Our souls arrive in peace.

Verse 4

Such blessings from Thy gracious hand Our humble prayers implore; And Thou, the Lord, shalt be our God, And portion evermore.