The Raven He Feedeth

1 In tender compassion and wonderful love,
The Father looks down from on high;
He knoweth the raven hath need of its food,
And heareth in mercy its cry.

Chorus:
The raven he feedeth, then why should I fear,
To the heart of the Father his children are dear;
So, if the way darkens or storms gather o'er,
I'll simply look upward and trust him more.

2 His arm is abundantly able to save,
His eye is a guide to my feet;
Since love sought and found me, I constantly dwell
With him in companionship sweet. [Chorus]

3 No need have I ever to trouble my breast,
Or fear what the morrow may bring;
The heart of the Father is planning my way,
And I am the child of a King. [Chorus]

Source: The Voice of Praise: a compilation of the very best sacred songs for use in Sunday Schools and praise services #59

• MIDI file from The Cyber Hymnal #11739
  
• MIDI file from The Finest of the Wheat No. 3 #180