He knows the number of the stars,
In the sky each night,
He calls each one by name and they,
Twinkle into sight.
He knows how many raindrops,
Are there in every shower,
He knows each little bird and bee,
Each butterfly and flower.
I know I need not worry,
What I will eat or wear,
For my God has counted,
Every hair upon my head.
I know I can be confident,
In Him do you know why?
The One who holds my hand in His
For me was crucified.
Myra D’souza/10.2.1999
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