Yes He does and He is my Father
Not only does he feed the birds
He clothes the flowers.
See how they grow
See how beautifully they are arrayed
They have a tailor and He is my father
So why should I worry
When my Father feeds the birds
Though they are here today and gone tomorrow
Yet, he takes care of them
Have you ever seen any of them go hungry?
Or go without beautiful raiment?
That’s because my Father feeds and clothes them
So why should you worry?
Why do you chase the shadows?
When our Father feeds the birds
Why do you chase after what the heathen are after?
When our Father knows that you need them.
Remember He feeds the birds who are here today and gone moro
How much more you and me?
Come my friend, Let us seek our Father
Let us follow him and trust Him
For he knows all our needs
Let us rest our Faith on Him
And let tomorrow worry its own worries
Fret not my friend like the pagans do
For even our father feeds the birds
And he wants to do more than feed you
He wants to give you the Kingdom!