Great words to speak;
He send me down to listen
beside a little creek.
I asked the Lord to grant me
A silver voice to be heard;
He gave me a song to remember,
But it came from the throat of a bird.
I asked that I might see Him,
And hear His voice, soft and low;
He whispered under a starlit sky,
"Look up! Look up! and know!"
(Jessie B. Darnell)
A silver voice to be heard;
He gave me a song to remember,
But it came from the throat of a bird.
I asked that I might see Him,
And hear His voice, soft and low;
He whispered under a starlit sky,
"Look up! Look up! and know!"
(Jessie B. Darnell)
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