[Verse] A father took the fire and wood, His only son beside; He answered as a father should: "My son, God will provide." No lamb was there; a ram was caught, Its horns held in the thorn; And on that hill the LORD had wrought The oath that he had sworn. [Chorus] Provide, O LORD, our daily bread, And teach us not to hoard; By ravens and by widows fed, We wait upon the Lord. [Verse] He rained down bread they could not name, A morning's worth, no more; And ev'ry dawn it fell the same Upon the desert floor. For he that gathered much had naught Above his brother's share; And he that gathered little brought Enough, and none to spare. [Chorus] Provide, O LORD, our daily bread, And teach us not to hoard; By ravens and by widows fed, We wait upon the Lord. [Bridge] He did not spare his only Son, But gave him up for all; And shall he, having that begun, Withhold a thing so small? [Chorus] Provide, O LORD, our daily bread, And teach us not to hoard; By ravens and by widows fed, We wait upon the Lord. [Verse] He hid his prophet by the brook, And there the ravens came — The unclean bird the law forsook — To feed him all the same. And then the brook ran dry. He learned What ev'ry servant must: That when the brook itself is turned, God has not broken trust. [Chorus] Provide, O LORD, our daily bread, And teach us not to hoard; By ravens and by widows fed, We wait upon the Lord. [Verse] A widow gathered sticks to burn, Had meal enough for one; She meant to eat and not return, And die beside her son. The barrel did not waste away, The cruse of oil not fail; Not full — but full enough each day Until the rains prevail. [Chorus] Provide, O LORD, our daily bread, And teach us not to hoard; By ravens and by widows fed, We wait upon the Lord. [Bridge] He suffered them to hunger first, And then he gave them bread; The emptiness was not the worst — It was the table spread. [Chorus] Provide, O LORD, our daily bread, And teach us not to hoard; By ravens and by widows fed, We wait upon the Lord. [Verse] Five barley loaves, two fishes small, Among five thousand men; He gave God thanks, and gave them all, And gave, and gave again. And when the multitude had fed, Twelve baskets stood beside; "Let nothing here be lost," he said, The Lamb who would provide. [Chorus] Provide, O LORD, our daily bread, And teach us not to hoard; By ravens and by widows fed, We wait upon the Lord. [Verse] He spreads a table in the sight Of all that wish us ill; He does not wait for safer light, But sets it for us still. They shall not hunger any more, Nor thirst, nor faint, nor fear; The Lamb shall lead them, and shall pour The fountains running clear. [Chorus] Provide, O LORD, our daily bread, And teach us not to hoard; By ravens and by widows fed, We wait upon the Lord. [Bridge] The ram, the manna, and the meal, The loaves upon the grass, Were promises he came to seal, And let the shadows pass. [Chorus] Provide, O LORD, our daily bread, And teach us not to hoard; By ravens and by widows fed, We wait upon the Lord.