Come poor birds from foes severe
Fearless come your welcome here
My heart yearns at fate like yours
A sparrows lifes as sweet as ours
Hardy clowns grudge not the wheat
Which hunger forces birds to eat
Your blinded eyes worst foes to you
Cant see the good which sparrows do
Did not poor birds with watching rounds
Pick up the insects from your grounds
Did they not tend your rising grain
You then might sow to reap in vain
Thus Providence right understood
Whose end & aim is doing good
Sends nothing here without its use
Though ignorance loads it with abuse
& fools despise the blessing sent
& mock the Givers good intent
O God let me whats good pursue
Let me the same to others do
As Id have others do to me
& learn at least humanity
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