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God loves His lit-tle birds; for all

His ten-der care He shows;

A sin-gle spar-row can-not fall

But its Cre-a-tor knows.

They do not sow, nor reap the corn,

Gar-ner nor barn have they;

God gives them break-fast every morn,

And feeds them through the day.

And this we know; for in His Word,

Where all His ways we read,

We find that eve-ry lit-tle bird

He cares for, and will feed.

God loves each lit-tle bird; but still

More ten-der is His care

For chil-dren who o-bey His will,

Than for the fowls of air.