For the Poor -

When Hagar found the bottle spent,
And wept o'er Ishmael;
A message from the Lord was sent
To guide her to a well.

Should not Elijah's cake and cruse
Convince us at this day,
A gracious G OD will not refuse
Provisions by the way?

His saints and servants shall be fed,
The promise is secure;
" Bread shall be giv'n them, " he has said,
" Their water shall be sure. "

Repasts far richer they shall prove,
Than all earth's dainties are;
'Tis sweet to taste a Saviour's love,
Tho' in the meanest fare.

To J ESUS then your trouble bring,
Nor murmur at your lot;
While you are poor, and he is King,
You shall not be forgot.
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