| His Eye is on the Sparrow |
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Why do you twitter so? What is it that you say As you chatter to each other, All throughout the day? Do you sing for Jesus? Did He give your song To delight in your enjoyment, That to Him belongs? None of you can topple Without His seeing eye. He watches every one that falls, So gently, from the sky. Just today is all you know. To fret is not your style. But though you soar upon the heights, Your life is so fragile. You take no worries for the morrow. You do not sow or reap. You build no barns to store your seed. For, there is none to keep. Your plumes just bloom, without a fuss. You only need to Preen, With no thought to fret for more. For, God knows all you need. |
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