Verse 1
O Father of all
Who fillest with good
The ravens that call
On thee for their food;
Them ready to perish
Thou lov’st to sustain,
And wilt thou not cherish
The children of men?
Verse 2
On thee we depend
Our wants to supply,
Whose goodness shall send
Us bread from the sky:
On earth thou shalt give us
A taste of thy love,
And shortly receive us
To banquet above.