What a beautiful thought I am thinking

Concerning a great speckled bird

Remember her name is recorded

On the pages of God's holy word

Desiring to lower her standards

They watch every move that she makes

They long to find fault with her teaching

But really they found no mistakes

I am glad I have learned of her meekness

I am proud that my name is in the book

For I want to be one never fearing

On the face of my Saviour's true look

When he comes descending from heaven

On the cloud that he writes in his word

I'll be joyfully carried to meet him

On the wings of the great speckled bird