Scripture Verse

Give us this day our daily bread. Matthew 6:11


Words: John Need­ham, Hymns De­vo­tion­al and Mo­ral on Va­ri­ous Sub­jects (Bris­tol, Eng­land: S. Far­ley, 1768), num­ber 43.

Music: Abid­ing Grace John S. Camp, 1905 (🔊 pdf nwc).

If you know where to get a good pic­ture of Need­ham (head & shoul­ders, at least 200×300 pix­els),

John S. Camp


From Thee, my God, all blessings spring,
To Thee my life I owe;
My lungs by Thee were bid to heave,
My feet were taught to go.

Thy wool me clothes, Thy bread I eat,
Thy streams my thirst allay:
Each night Thou spread’st a tent around,
Kind guardian through the day.

A friend, that medicine sweet of life,
To Thee, my God, I owe:
Health, credit, liberty, and peace
All from Thy bounty flow.

Author of good! I praise Thy name,
On Thee I still depend:
Give me this day my daily bread,
All needful blessings send.

If more Thou giv’st, I thank Thee, Lord;
If less, still kind Thou art:
Content with this, may I secure
That sure and better part.

Next to Thy right may I have claim
To all that I call mine;
My honest labors prosper, Lord,
Thus give me that is Thine.

All anxious cares that wound my peace,
Lord, banish from my breast;
The future I would leave with Thee,
For Thou wilt do the best.