p. 1 | GOD CARES FOR ME

International Tract and Missionary Society · Oakland, California · May 22, 1884

FromSigns of the Times, Vol. 10, No. 20.

GOD CARES FOR ME.

I SAT at the door at eventide, My heart was full of fears: And I saw the landscape before me lie Through mists of burning tears— I thought to myself, The world is dark, No light or joy I see; Nothing but toil or want is mine, And no one cares for me.

A sparrow was twittering at my feet, With its beautiful auburn head, And looked at me with dark, mild eyes As it picked up crumbs of bread; And said to me in words as plain As the words of a bird could be: "I'm only a sparrow, a worthless bird, But the dear Lord cares for me."

A lily was growing beside the hedge, Beautiful, tall, and white, And it shone through the glossy leaves of green Like an angel clothed in light; And it said to me as it waved its head, On the breezes soft and free: "I'm only a lily, a useless flower, But the Master cares for me."

Then it seemed that the hand of the loving Lord, Over my head was laid, And he said to me: "O faithless child, Wherefore art thou dismayed? I clothe the lilies, I feed the birds, I see the sparrows fall; Nothing escapes my watchful eye, My kindness is over all." —Sel.