Come let us join our God to bless,

And praise Him evermore,

That Father of the fatherless,

That Helper of the poor.

2 Our dying Parents us forsake,

His Mercy takes us up,

Kindly vouchsafes his own to make,

And God becomes our Hope.

3 For us He in the Wilderness

A Table hath prepar’d

Us whom his Love delights to bless,

His Providence to guard.

4 Known unto Him are all our Needs;

And when we seek his Face,

His open Hand our Bodies feeds,

Our Souls He feeds with Grace.

5 Then let us in his Service spend

What we from Him receive;

And back to Him what He shall send

In Thanks and Praises give.