6,6,8,6

Hungry, and faint, and poor,

Behold us, LORD, again

Assembled at thy mercies 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.