The tweeting, chirping song of your birds,
Creates a poem that flows from my words.
Their harmonious singing, I love to hear,
Fills me with joy and drives away my fear.
Their splendid colour, like paint on each wing,
Lifts my spirit up and makes my heart sing.
Birds remind me that You meet my every need,
I need not worry about clothes or food to feed.
Their sweet songs fill my morning with praise,
Refreshing me and sets my cooling heart ablaze.
It reminds me that Your mercy is new every day,
And that You're always with me, come what may!
Creates a poem that flows from my words.
Their harmonious singing, I love to hear,
Fills me with joy and drives away my fear.
Their splendid colour, like paint on each wing,
Lifts my spirit up and makes my heart sing.
Birds remind me that You meet my every need,
I need not worry about clothes or food to feed.
Their sweet songs fill my morning with praise,
Refreshing me and sets my cooling heart ablaze.
It reminds me that Your mercy is new every day,
And that You're always with me, come what may!
