[1426]Bread of Heaven:

William D. MacLagan, 1875

W. Walsham How, 1854

Lord, thy children guide and keep,

As with feeble steps they press

On the pathway rough and steep

Through the weary wilderness.

Holy Jesus, day by day,

Lead us in the narrow way.

There are stony ways to tread;

Give the strength we sorely lack.

There are tangled paths to thread;

Light us, lest we miss the track.

Holy Jesus, day by day,

Lead us in the narrow way.

There are sandy wastes that lie

Cold and sunless, vast and drear,

Where the feeble faint and die;

Grant us grace to persevere.

Holy Jesus, day by day,

Lead us in the narrow way.

There are soft and flowery glades

Decked with golden-fruited trees,

Sunny slopes and scented shades;

Keep us, Lord, from slothful ease.

Holy Jesus, day by day,

Lead us in the narrow way.

Upward still to purer heights!

Onward yet to scenes more blest,

Calmer regions, clearer lights,

Till we reach the promised rests

Holy Jesus, day by day,

Lead us in the narrow way.

Amen.