O God Beneath Thy Guiding Hand

"O Come, let us sing to the Lord; let us make a

joyful noise to the Rock of our salvation!

Let us come before His presence with thanksgiving;

let us make a joyful noise to Him with songs of praise!

Psalm 95:1-2

The Arrival Of The Pilgrim Fathers

Antonio Gisbert Perez

(1834-1901)

Spanish artist

*O God, beneath Thy guiding hand

Our exiled fathers crossed the sea;

And when they trod the wintry strand,

With prayer and psalm they worshipped Thee.

Thou heardest, well pleased, the song, the prayer:

Thy blessing came; and still its power

Shall onward, through all ages, bear

The memory of that holy hour.

Laws, freedom, truth and faith in God

Came with those exiles o'er the waves;

And where their pilgrim feet have trod,

The God they trusted guards their graves.

And here Thy name O God of love,

Their children's children still adore,

Till these eternal hills remove,

And spring adorns the earth no more.

"O God Beneath Thy Guiding Hand"

(1833)

Words by Leonard Bacon

(1802-1881)

American hymnist and missionary to the Indians

* This song was written for the 200th anniversary

of the founding of New Haven, Connecticut