Gentle song of the bird,
Her voice echoes in the trees,
Refreshing whisper I hear
In the soft summer breeze.

Though the clouds roll in,
Lord, I know You are here;
Though blue skies turn gray,
I feel You are near.

For in the bird’s sweet song,
In the wind caressing me,
I hear Your soft whisper,
I reign eternally.



Yea, God is good,
God is good all the time;
I trust all things
Are by His reason and rhyme.

Fear not then do I
When the thunder roars;
Worry not then do I
When torrential rain pours.

For My Lord reigns,
Even storms are in His will;
All things He perfects,
All my needs He does fill.



Whether the sun shines
Or the rain does fall,
I know my sweet Jesus
Is in control over all.

Glorious truth to know,
One of peace and rest:
My Lord works all for good,
Indeed all for the best.

In the bird’s sweet song,
In the wind caressing me,
I hear Your soft whisper,
I reign eternally.



When the clouds roll in,
Lord, I know You are here;
You are love, You are life,
I have nothing to fear.

I hear again the bird’s song,
Her voice echoes in the trees,
God is good all the time,
So all to Him we release.

~**~

©Caroline Gavin
Purposeful Pathway

Behold the fowls of the air:
for they sow not, neither do they reap,
nor gather into barns;
yet your heavenly Father feedeth them.
Are ye not much better than they?
Matthew 6:26 (KJV)