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O WISE little birds! how do you know

The way to go

Southward and northward, to and fro?

Far up in the ether piped they:

“We but obey

One who calleth us far away.

“He calleth and calleth year by year

Now there, now here;

Ever He maketh the way appear.”

Dear little birds, He calleth me

Who calleth ye:

Would that I might as trusting be!