CONSIDER THE LILIES THEY DON'T TOIL NOR SPIN,
AND THERE'S NOT A KING WITH MORE SPLENDOR THAN THEM;
CONSIDER THE SPARROWS, THEY DON'T PLANT NOR SOW,
BUT THEY'RE FED BY THE MASTER WHO WATCHED THEM GROW.
MAY I INTRODUCE YOU TO THIS FRIEND OF MINE,
WHO HANGS OUT THE STARS, TELLS THE SUN WHEN TO SHINE;
AND KISSES THE FLOWERS EACH MORNING WITH DEW,
BUT HE'S NOT TOO BUSY TO CARE ABOUT YOU.
WE HAVE A HEAVENLY FATHER ABOVE,
WITH EYES FULL OF MERCY AND A HEART FULL OF LOVE;
HE REALLY CARES WHEN YOUR HEAD IS BOWED LOW.
CONSIDER THE LILIES AND THEN YOU WILL KNOW.
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