O Father, Whose Creating Hand

O Father, whose creating hand

Brings harvest from the fruitful land,

Your providence we gladly own,

And bring our hymns before your throne

To praise you for the living bread

On which our lives are daily fed.

O Lord, who in the desert fed

The hungry thousands in their need,

Where want and famine still abound

Let your relieving love be found,

And in your name we may supply

Your hungry children when they cry.

O Spirit, your revealing light

Has led our questing souls aright;

Source of our science, you have taught

The marvels human minds have wrought,

So that the barren deserts yield

The bounty by your love revealed.

Tune: Melita 88.88.88

Music: John Dykes

Text: Donald Hughes