Genesis 28

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^20-21-22O God of Bethel! by whose hand

thy people still are fed;

Who through this weary pilgrimage

hast all our fathers led:

2 Our vows, our pray’rs, we now present

before thy throne of grace:

God of our fathers! be the God

of their succeeding race.

3 Through each perplexing path of life

our wand’ring footsteps guide;

Give us each day our daily bread,

and raiment fit provide.

4 O spread thy cov’ring wings around,

till all our wand’rings cease,

And at our Father’s lov’d abode

our souls arrive in peace.

5 Such blessings from thy gracious hand

our humble pray’rs implore;

And thou shalt be our chosen God,

and portion evermore.