The Great Speckle Bird

What a beautiful thought

I am thinking

Concerning the great speckled bird

And to know that my name is recorded

On the pages of

God's holy word

Desiring to lower her standards

They watch every move that she makes

They long to find fault with her teaching

But really she makes no mistakes

I am glad

I have learned of her meekness

I am glad that my name is on her book

For I want to be one never fearing

The face of my

Saviour to look

And when he come up descending from

HeavenOn a cloud like he said in his word

I'll be joyfully carried to meet him

On the wings of the great speckled bird