God of our fathers! by whose hand

Thy people still are blest,

Be with us through our pilgrimage,

Conduct us to our rest.

Through each perplexing path of life

Our wandering footsteps guide;

Give us each day our daily bread,

And raiment fit provide.

O, spread Thy sheltering wings around,

Till all our wanderings cease,

And at our Fathers loved abode

Our souls arrive in peace.

To Thee, our Father and our God,

We our whole souls resign;

And thankful own, that all we are

And all we have is Thine.