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Whither are his footsteps bent, that pilgrim boy? No scrip, nor staff, nor purse to cheer his way; What has a mind like his to do with joy Bought with the coin of worldlings? he can pray For daily bread from Him who rules the day. Nay, even for bread he asks not, the wild food The wilderness affords, shall form his fare, Whate'er is scatter'd by God's hand is good. He spreads a banquet for the birds of air; For him who loves and serves hath He not greater care?