Look at the Birds ~ A Song for My Mother
(A song for my Mother who always reminds me to "Look at the Birds")
Look at the birds
Watch them fly
Higher and higher
Into the blue sky
They neither plant
Nor harvest their food
But your Father in Heaven
Knows what to do
Daily bread
O, from His loving Hand
Just what they need
When they need it
Mercy pours again and again
Grace today
O, from His loving Heart
Always on time
Always enough
Just look at the birds
Look at the birds
Hear their songs
Filling the darkness
With hope for the dawn
And even if one
Of the sparrows should fall
Your Father in Heaven
He knows it all
Every day
Written in His book
Every sorrow
And every joy
Comes through His Hand
Every Tear
In His heart held dear
For He is close
To the broken and crushed
Just look at the birds
Look at the birds
See their nest
A home of wood
And hay for rest
You may wonder
Why now they have more
Know your Father has
Much more in store
Heavenly rest
For He prepares Your home
At the Golden Shore
Who could ask for more
Press on to the end!
Eternal joy
That can never fade
Though we sorrow now
We shall rejoice
In that day
Daily bread
O, from His loving Hand
Just what we need
When we need it
Mercy pours again and again
Grace today
O, from His loving Heart
Always on time
Always enough
Just look at His Word
Every day
Written in His book
Every sorrow
And every joy
Comes through His hand
Every tear
In His heart held dear
For He is close
To the broken and crushed
Just look at His Word
Heavenly Rest
For He prepares your home
At the Golden Shore
Who could ask for more
Press on to the end!
Eternal joy
That can never fade
Though we sorrow now
We shall rejoice
Just look at His Word
Though we sorrow now
We shall rejoice
Just look at the birds
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