Guide us, Lord! while, hand in hand,

Journing toward the better land;

Foes we know are to be met,

Snares the pilgrim’s path beset;

Clouds upon the valley rest,

Rough and dark the mountain’s breast;

And our home can not be gained,

Save through trials well sustained.

2 Guide us while we onward move,

Linked in closest bonds of love,

Striving for the holy mind,

And the soul from sense refined;

That when life no longer burns,

And the dust to dust returns,

With the strength which thou hast given,

We may rise to thee and heaven.