Also take with you every kind of food that is eaten, and store it up, and it shall serve as food for you and for them.”
Who provides for the raven its prey, when its young ones cry to God and wander about for lack of food?
For the mountains yield food for it where all the wild animals play.
who gives food to all flesh, for his steadfast love endures forever.
You open your hand, satisfying the desire of every living thing.
He gives to the animals their food and to the young ravens when they cry.
Let their way be dark and slippery, with the angel of the Lord pursuing them.
Look at the birds of the air: they neither sow nor reap nor gather into barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not of more value than they?