1 Timothy 5:18: Dots the Lord for oxen care

Dots the Lord for oxen care,
And will them to be fed,
Thoughtless of His minister
Who dies for want of bread?
Jesus, pity my distress,
Thou know'st for Thee gicus I pine,
Hunger after righteousness,
And thirst for love Divine.

Nothing of desert I claim,
Who without comfort mourn,
If by Thee employ'd I am
For treading out the corn:
O might I the grace receive
With which Thou dost Thy church supply,
Sharer of Thy gospel live,
Or now accepted die.