The Great Speckled Bird

What a beautiful thought that I am thinking
Concerning 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 teachings
But really they find no mistake
I am glad I have learned of her meekness
I am proud that my name is in her book
For I want to be one never fearing
The face of my Savior to look
When He cometh descending from heaven
On the cloud that He writes in His Word
I’ll be joyfully carried to meet Him
On the wings of that great speckled bird