Bless our Little Trailer, Lord,
And us who sleep within it.
Please watch and keep us from all harm
Through every mile and minute.
Oh, guide the hands of him who drives,
And help him keep alert.
Let no disturbance come along,
And accidents avert.
And when we reach a camping place
We know we’ll find Thee there.
Thy spirit is within us, Lord,
they love is everywhere.
If other campers we should meet,
We’ll show them courtesy,
And ask no gain if they need help,
We’ll do it unto Thee.
The walls are close in this small room,
And closer drawn are we
To eat and sleep and play and pray,
Wherever we may be.
Our mode of living is relaxed,
But grace is asked the same,
Lord, bless our food and those who ear,
We ask in Jesus’ name.
We put our trust in Thee, dear Lord,
When hiking on the trails.
We know that Thou wilt guild our steps
With love that never fails.
There we observe Thy handiwork,
Earth’s beauty all around.
Our thoughts are lofty as the clouds,
Our feet upon the ground.
And when the time has come to leave
And we must homeward travel,
We’ve added to the memories
That one day we’ll unravel.
So bless our little trailer, Lord,
And fill it with Thy peace,
That when we enter in its door
Our cases and worries cease.
Amen.
And us who sleep within it.
Please watch and keep us from all harm
Through every mile and minute.
Oh, guide the hands of him who drives,
And help him keep alert.
Let no disturbance come along,
And accidents avert.
And when we reach a camping place
We know we’ll find Thee there.
Thy spirit is within us, Lord,
they love is everywhere.
If other campers we should meet,
We’ll show them courtesy,
And ask no gain if they need help,
We’ll do it unto Thee.
The walls are close in this small room,
And closer drawn are we
To eat and sleep and play and pray,
Wherever we may be.
Our mode of living is relaxed,
But grace is asked the same,
Lord, bless our food and those who ear,
We ask in Jesus’ name.
We put our trust in Thee, dear Lord,
When hiking on the trails.
We know that Thou wilt guild our steps
With love that never fails.
There we observe Thy handiwork,
Earth’s beauty all around.
Our thoughts are lofty as the clouds,
Our feet upon the ground.
And when the time has come to leave
And we must homeward travel,
We’ve added to the memories
That one day we’ll unravel.
So bless our little trailer, Lord,
And fill it with Thy peace,
That when we enter in its door
Our cases and worries cease.
Amen.
