What a Beautiful Thought
Turning a Great Speckled Bird
Remember her name is recorded
On the pages of God's holy word
Desiring to lower
Her standard
They watch every move
That she makes
They long to find fault
With her teaching
But really they find
No mistake
They watch every move
That she makes
I am glad
I have learned
Of her meekness
I am proud
That my name
Is on her book
For I want to be one
Never fearing
The face of my Savior's
True love
When he cometh
Descending from heaven
On the clouds
As he writes
In his word
I'll be joyfully
Joyfully
Carried to meet him
On the wings
Of that great
Speckled bird
