I need not trou­ble for the morrow,
For I am in my Fa­ther’s care;
He will go with me as I jour­ney,
For all my need He will pre­pare.

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I know that He pro­vides the li­lies,
His eye each fall­ing spar­row sees;
And so my soul will fear no ev­il,
For I am more to Him than these.

I need not ei­ther thirst or hun­ger;
His grace will ne­ver be de­nied;
He leads me to the liv­ing waters;
His daily man­na is sup­plied.

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I need not an abid­ing ci­ty,
For I can tar­ry but a night;
My heart, my trea­sure, are in Hea­ven,
My rai­ment is a robe of white.

Refrain

O may my faith in­crease be­fore Him,
My ser­vice here His bless­ing gain;
Let me seek first my Fa­ther’s king­dom,
For all be­side must be in vain!

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