Great are Thy mercies, Heavenly Father

Great are Your mercies, heav'nly Father,
Food and clothing daily You bestow.
Let me bow to Your ways, serve You all my days.
You're the spring wind, I'm the grass; on me blow!

Be not so anxious, Christian people,
What you daily eat and what you wear;
For our God sees and knows all our wants and woes.
Let us humbly work, and trust in His care.

Look at the birds and flow'rs in nature,
How our Father cares so much for them;
They do not sow or spin, reap or gather in.
Will our God not care for us more than them?

Could Solomon in all his splendour,
Match these brillant birds and lovely flow'rs?
O my friends, do not fret; for God's love is great;
He has made this world our home, yours and ours.