A Sparrow’s Faith

I’m just a little Sparrow
I have no pedigree

I’m rarely ever noticed
But the Lord is watching me

He gave me a coat of feathers
’tis very plain I know
Without a speck of color
For it wasn’t made for show

It keeps me warm in winter,
protects me from the rain
Were it trimmed in gold or silver,
perhaps would make me vain

I have no barn or storehouse
I neither sow nor reap
God gives my daily portion,
with never a seed to keep

There are many other Sparrows
All over the world they’re found
And my Father always knows
When one falls to the ground

I’m only one little Sparrow
A bird of low degree
I know my Father’s love
Dost thou know His love for thee?