1 Lamp of our feet, whereby we trace
Our path when wont to stray;
Stream from the fount of hean'nly grace,
Brook by the trav'ler's way;

2 Bread of our souls, whereon we feed;
True manna from on high;
Our guide and chart, wherein we read
Of realms beyond the sky;

3 Pillar of fire, thro' watches dark,
Or radiant cloud by day;
When waves o'erwhelm our tossing bark,
Our anchor and our stay;

4 Word of the ever living God;
Will of His glorious Son;
Without Thee how could earth be trod,
Or heav'n itself be won?

5 Lord, grant us all aright to learn
The wisdom it imparts,
And to its heav'nly teaching turn
With simple, childlike hearts.