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The Sparrows And The Crop of Weeds
Think not yon tall, rank growth of weeds
A useless crop is found;
Though man himself has sowed no seeds,
Nor tilled the fertile ground.
A useless crop is found;
Though man himself has sowed no seeds,
Nor tilled the fertile ground.
Though he neglect, as here we see,
The primal, great command;
Nor grain, nor plant, nor bush, nor tree,
Is witness of his hand.
The primal, great command;
Nor grain, nor plant, nor bush, nor tree,
Is witness of his hand.
For He, who all things, small and great,
Includes in one vast plan;
Did humble sparrows too create,
As well as nobler man.
Includes in one vast plan;
Did humble sparrows too create,
As well as nobler man.
He shelters them through winter's night,
So long, and drear, and cold;
In swamp, or wood, till morning light;
As shepherd keeps his fold.
So long, and drear, and cold;
In swamp, or wood, till morning light;
As shepherd keeps his fold.
And still the earth brings forth the weed,
Man's idleness to shame;
The birds in wintry time to feed,
Who naught from him can claim.
Man's idleness to shame;
The birds in wintry time to feed,
Who naught from him can claim.
Thus doth the Lord for these provide,
Who neither sow nor reap;
Nor to the smallest is denied
His care, who all doth keep.
Who neither sow nor reap;
Nor to the smallest is denied
His care, who all doth keep.
Poem No. 652; 15 February 1870
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