1 O God of Jacob, by whose hand
Thy people still are fed;
Who thro' this weary pilgrimage
Hast all our Fathers led.
2 Our vows, our prayers, we now present
Before Thy throne of grace;
God of our fathers, be the God
Of their succeeding race.
3 Thro' each perplexing path of life
Our wandering footsteps guide;
Give us each day our daily bread
And raiment fit provide.
4 Oh, spread Thy covering wings around
Till all our wanderings cease
And at our Father's loved abode
Our souls arrive in peace.
5 Now with the humble voice of prayer
Thy mercy we implore;
Then with a grateful voice of praise
Thy goodness we'll adore.
|First Line:||O God of Jacob, by whose hand|
|Title:||O God of Jacob, by Whose Hand|
|Author (st. 5) and Recaster:||John Logan (1781)|
|Author (st. 1-4):||Philip Doddridge (1737)|
|Topic:||Sanctification (The Christian Life): Trust|