Thou, that feedest ev'ry creature,
Whether tame, or wild by nature,
Receive our prayers, who humbly own
The plenteous goodness thou hast shown!

'Twas thou, O Lord! - that fed'st us all,
E'er since our birth, both great and small;
For which vast bounty to us shown,
We gratefully the favour own!

To quench our thirst, no fountains flow -
No bread we have - no strength to go -
No light to see - no pow'r to rise -
But what thy bounty, Lord! supplies.

Therefore to thee, for food and health -
To thee, for plenty, peace, and wealth -
To thee, for bliss and joys in store -
To thee, be praise for ever more!