A memorial to God’s grace:—
“Bethel, Lord, its name shall be,—
Covenant ’twixt Thee and me.”
Glory to Thy holy Name,—
Thou, O Lord, art still the same!
Angel-guides our way attend;
Angel-guards our souls defend;—
We, too, know the blessed ground
Where the shining gate was found:—
Trysting-place of earth and heaven,—