Poor little sparrow, fallen from the nest.
Poor little sparrow, lonely for the rest.
Jesus hears you calling.
The Master sees you there.
Gently now he touches you,
loves away your care.
He watches, little sparrow; his mercy knows no end.
You can never fall so far your cries won’t reach to him.
Blind and broken,
tired and sore,
friendless, empty,
naked, poor.
Come to Jesus, find his rest.
Poor little sparrow, Jesus is your nest!
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