²⁷ Behold ye the lilies of the field, how they wax; they travail not, neither spin. And I say to you, that neither Solomon in all his glory was clothed as one of these.

²⁸ And if God clotheth thus the hay, that to day is in the field [which to day is in the field], and to morrow is cast into an oven; how much more you of little faith.

²⁹ And do not ye seek, what ye shall eat, or what ye shall drink; and do not ye be raised on high.