Bird in the Desert

 

"Bird in the Desert"
                by Sheila King

Just like a little bird,
Flying out into the desert,
All of my hopes and dreams,
Had flown away.

Without a chance at all,
Go I into the desert.
That's when I heard a voice,
Saying to me,

"Come drink from my well,
Where the water is cool and free.
You will not die here alone.
I promise you'll be here with me.

I care for My little ones
And I care for my sparrows.
Stay for a while, you are my child.
Live here with me".

Just like a little bird,
Flying out into the desert,
I left my home, took off on my own,
Let life pull me away.

But what does a sparrow know,
Of life out in the desert?
Unable to fly, waiting to die,
'til I hear Him say..."

"Come drink from my well,
Where the water is cool and free.
You will not die here alone,
I promise you'll be here with me.

I care for My little ones,
And I still care for My sparrows.
Stay for a while. Be My child.
Live here with me".