Look at that bird. It sits on the branch of a tree near its nest. Hark! do you hear its song? How sweet it is!
The branch swings to and fro in the air, but still the bird sings on.
It does not fear that it will fall, for it knows it has wings.
Sing, bird, sing a song to me;
One there is who cares for thee.
Day by day His strong right arm
Keeps both thee and me from harm.