And take you to you of all food that is eaten, and you shall gather it to you; and it shall be for food for you, and for them.
Who provides for the raven his food? when his young ones cry to God, they wander for lack of meat.
Surely the mountains bring him forth food, where all the beasts of the field play.
Who gives food to all flesh: for his mercy endures for ever.
You open your hand, and satisfy the desire of every living thing.
He gives to the beast his food, and to the young ravens which cry.
Let their way be dark and slippery: and let the angel of the LORD persecute them.
Behold the fowls of the air: for they sow not, neither do they reap, nor gather into barns; yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much better than they?