The Sparrow Alone

beautiful sparrow

Upon the housetop
Silent and still
No one knows I abide here
I search past yonder hill

I am fed from within
I am watered from afar
My foothold is narrow
If I fall, I carry no scar

For my everlasting Saviour
Holds this dear sparrow apart
With His all-consuming love
I am lost within His heart

(in my e-book “Fragrance from the Spring”)

“I watch, and am as a sparrow alone upon the house top.” Psalm 102:7 KJV

© 2013 – present Liana Wendy Howarth