And you shall take for yourself of all food that is eaten, and you shall gather it to yourself; and it shall be food for you and for them.”
You open Your hand And satisfy the desire of every living thing.
Who gives food to all flesh, For His mercy endures forever.
Look at the birds of the air, for they neither sow nor reap nor gather into barns; yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not of more value than they?
He gives to the beast its food, And to the young ravens that cry.
Let their way be dark and slippery, And let the angel of the Lord pursue them.
Surely the mountains yield food for him, And all the beasts of the field play there.
Who provides food for the raven, When its young ones cry to God, And wander about for lack of food?