What a beautiful thought I am thinking
Concerning the great speckled bird
Remember her name is recorded
On the pages of God's holy word
Desiring to lower her standards
They watch every move that she makes
For they long to find fault with her teaching
But really they find no mistakes
I am glad I have learned of her meekness
I am proud that my name is on her book
For I want to be one never fearing
The face of my savior's true look
When He cometh descending from heaven
On the clouds, as He writes in his word
I'll be joyfully carried to meet Him
On the wings of the great speckled bird
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