Im only a little sparrow
A bird of low degree,
My life is of little value
But the Lord, he cares for me.

He gives me a coat of feathers...
It is very plain, I know
Without a speck of crimson,
For it was not made for show.

But it keeps me warm in winter
And it shields me from the rain;
Where it bordered with gold and purple,
Perhaps it would make me vain

And when the spring time cometh,
I will build me a little nest
With many a chirp of pleasure,
In the spot I love the best

I have no barn or storehouse
I neither sow nor reap;
God gives me a sparrows portion,
With never a seed to keep.

I know there are manyu aparrows...
All over the world we are found;
But our heavenly Father knoweth
When ONE of us fall to the ground.

Tho' small we are not forgotton,
Tho' weak, we are never afraid;
For we know the dear lord keepeth
The life of the creatures He made.

I fly through city and country
I alight on many a spray;
I have no chart of compass
But I never loose my way.

I just fold my wings at nightfall
Wherever I happen to be
For the Father is always watching.
And no harm can come to me.

I am only a little sparrow
A bird of low degree
But I know My Father loves me.
Does THOU know his love for THEE?