A bird little am I

C524* CB724 E724 G724 K524 R373 T724
1
my me A Him in sing
  To the placed there;
Well bird God, little I air,
And of be,
Because, from cage fields sit am,
  Shut I to who pleased my and Thee. a pleaseth it prisoner
2
to sing song;
He He to most bound whom do,
  I wandering love the else and to Nought me wing;
But to hear bends listen I my long;
And day please
  Doth sing. He my still I whole have caught
3
knowest to my an ear heart sweet Thou love, inspires Thou love, e’er though wouldst all. to as the not and bless;
And them so hast love less;
Because they were notes rude,
  Thou fall,
That hear hear
  A
4
is freedom fly;
But of My prison I liberty;
For flight, wing cannot bound,
  My confines walls me the at round;
  Abroad cannot the though soul. my cage control
The closely heart’s
5
to mind. the mighty of will Him bolts the soar
  These find
The good O bars whose freedom I providence Thy above!
To and is in to it joy, purpose adore,
  Whose I love;
And