<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=391847" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Sparrow's Fall</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Too frail to soar -- a feeble thing -- <br>It fell to earth with fluttering wing; <br>But God, who watches over all, <br>Beheld that little sparrow's fall. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Twas not a bird with plumage gay, <br>Filling the air with its morning lay; <br>'Twas not an eagle bold and strong, <br>Borne on the tempest's wing along. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Only a brown and weesome thing, <br>With drooping head and listless wing; <br>It could not drift beyond His sight <br>Who marshals the splendid stars of night. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Its dying chirp fell on His ears, <br>Who tunes the music of the spheres, <br>Who hears the hungry lion's call, <br>And spreads a table for us all. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Its mission of song at last is done, <br>No more will it greet the rising sun; <br>That tiny bird has found a rest <br>More calm than its mother's downy breast </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Oh, restless heart, learn thou to trust <br>In God, so tender, strong and just; <br>In whose love and mercy everywhere <br>His humblest children have a share. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">If in love He numbers ev'ry hair, <br>Whether the strands be dark or fair, <br>Shall we not learn to calmly rest, <br>Like children, on our Father's breast?</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Frances+Ellen+Watkins+Harper">Frances Ellen Watkins Harper</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=391847" data-title="The Sparrow's Fall de Frances Ellen Watkins Harper" data-description="Too frail to soar -- a feeble thing -- It fell to earth with fluttering wing; But God, who watches over all, Beheld that little sparrow's fall. 'Twas not a bird with plumage gay, Filling the air with its morning lay; 'Twas not an eagle bold..."></div> </div> </div>

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