Luke 12:6.
I watched the sparrows on the eaves,
One cold November day;
And as they flitted here and there,
They seemed to me to say:
“O child of sorrow! cast away
Thy doubts and anxious care;
For He who guides our feeble wings
Is present everywhere.
He shields our feathers, gives, us food,
Protects our young from harm;
O faithless one, be still and lean
On His almighty arm.
Our lives depend, from day to day,
On Him who framed the skies;
And cannot man repose in Him,
The True, the only Wise?”
As these winged messengers
Thus preached to me, I felt
A calm steal o’er my troubled soul;
And as I meekly knelt
In prayer unto my Saviour God,
The cloud was chased away,
As mists before the sun’s bright beams
That cold November day.
ML 01/24/1904