nonne vides ut nulla avium cras cogitet ac se pascendam, praestante Deo, non anxia credat? confidunt volucres victum non defore viles, passeribusque subest modico venalibus asse indubitata fides Dominum curare potentem ne pereant.
Seest thou not how no bird thinks of tomorrow, but rests untroubled in the faith that it will be fed by Gods provision? The fowls of the air, which are so cheap, trust that food will not fail; the sparrows which are sold for a humble farthing have a sure and certain faith that the mighty Lord cares for them, that they perish not.
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