CAN 198 - BETHEL NYAME

[@theodoraakuaokyere4196]

Proud Presbyterian
A Good Collection

[@kyrieeleison7065]

Thank you for giving me my favorite tune and hymn!

[@jemimaayisi8088]

One of my favorite hymns thank you so much for making my day God bless you all. Service to God.

[@wesleycathedraleffiduase7847]

🙏🙏

[@gyameafrancisca6619]

Same oo

[@vincentmfundisi7181]

Beautiful voices and nice voice production.

[@kwasiacheampong8973]

1 O 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 prayers, 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 wandering footsteps guide;
give us each day our daily bread,
and raiment fit provide.
4 O spread thy covering wings around
till all our wanderings cease,
and at our Father's loved abode
our souls arrive in peace

[@solomonidan1423]

Bethel Nyame 🙏

[@ernestosei-afful9118]

"... give us this day our daily bread and raiment fit provide." What a prayer this song offers. Thanks, Wesley Cathedral Choir. More of such.

[@gideonaboagyeowusu2979]

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[@kuukuaemefa1521]

Bethel Nyame

[@oghenegomairiferigoma138]

I'm not Ghanaian, but I love this song. Can someone please help with the meaning?

[@kwasiacheampong8973]

1 O 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 prayers, 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 wandering footsteps guide;
give us each day our daily bread,
and raiment fit provide.
4 O spread thy covering wings around
till all our wanderings cease,
and at our Father's loved abode
our souls arrive in peace

[@ObengGeorge-j8p]

Please where can I get the tune

[@gedeonlobe2807]

Please, would you like to translate the lyrics in english?
It's a beautiful hymn

[@selikemgotah8487]

1 O 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 prayers, 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 wandering footsteps guide;
give us each day our daily bread,
and raiment fit provide.4 O spread thy covering wings around
till all our wanderings cease,
and at our Father's loved abode
our souls arrive in peace.

[@charleswallace8900]

This is MHB 607.

[@Nana-dj6gn]

What’s the MHB version of this CAN

[@antwiappiah2934]

MHB 607

[@AfiaAkyemkwaanana]

❤❤❤