Hymn · Trust
O God of Bethel
Organ, every verse, the words light up as you sing. Tune: Dundee.
O God of Bethel, by whose handThy people still are fed;Who through this weary pilgrimageHast all our fathers led—
Our vows, our prayers we now presentBefore thy throne of grace;God of our fathers, be the GodOf their succeeding race.
Through each succeeding 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 abodeOur souls arrive in peace.
Words: Philip Doddridge (1755). Public domain.