To Be Seen By Him

 

I lift my voice each day in praise
And joyously I sing
To the creator of this world,
To Him, my Lord and King.
 
Though I am but an after thought
To most who pass me by
He knows each feather on my head
And taught me how to fly.
 
To most, I’m insignificant,
Too small to stop and see,
And yet He deems me of value
And keeps His eye on me.
 
So, I will stand up in my joy
And to the Lord I’ll sing,
For He has called me to be His
And I will praise my King.
 
Matthew 10:29
Are not two sparrows sold for a penny? And not one of them will fall to the ground apart from your Father.