26 Behold the fowls of the air: for they sow not, neither do they reap, nor gather into barns; yet your heavenly Father feedeth them. Are ye not much better than they?
27 Which of you by anxious care can add one cubit to his stature?
28 And why are ye anxious for raiment? Consider the lilies of the field how they grow? they toil not, neither do they spin?
29 And yet I say to you, that even Solomon in all his glory was not arrayed like one of these.
30 Wherefore, if God so clotheth the grass of the field, which to-day is, and to-morrow is cast into the oven, [will he] not much more [clothe] you, O ye of little faith?
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