For a Family in Want

Father, who know'st the things we need,
Before Thy children cry,
Give us this day our daily bread,
As manna from the sky.

By providential love bestow'd
Thy blessings we receive,
And satisfied with scanty food
Miraculously live.

We live, but not by bread alone,
Without distracting care,
A life invisible, unknown,
A life of faith and prayer:

We on Thy only word depend
Who nothing here possess,
Relieved by the unfailing Friend
Of indigent distress.

The Portion of the poor Thou art,
Who Thy commands obey,
And trust Thou never wilt depart,
But keep us to that day;

When borne aloft on angels' wings,
As Lazarus we rest,
Enthroned with Jesus' priests and kings
At heaven's eternal feast.