Thursday Thoughts – Bird songs

         Bird Songs
A bird is singing in the night;
   The brave intrepid thing-
Not waiting for the morning light,
    To make him glad to sing.
 
When come thy dark Gethsemane-
   Thy grief, so hard to bear,
God speaks to thee- He speaks to me,
   Through bird songs on the air.
 
I am so glad that God loves me-
   How precious are his words!
And oh!  I am so glad that He
   Loves all the little birds
 
 
                     Maude A. Steenburg

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