Hungry, and Faint, and Poor

Hungry

and faint

and poor

Behold us

Lord

again

Assembled at Thy mer­cy’s door

Thy boun­ty to ob­tain.

Thy word in­vites us nigh

Or we must starve in­deed;

For we no mo­ney have to buy

No right­eous­ness to plead.

The food our spir­its want

Thy hand alone can give;

Oh

hear the pray­er of faith

and grant

That we may eat

and live.