Give thought to the ravens; they do not put seeds into the earth, or get together grain; they have no store-houses or buildings; and God gives them their food: of how much greater value are you than the birds. (Luke 12:24)
Lyric
[Verse 1]
Ravens soar and never sow. They find their feast without a row.
No barns no fields no crops to show. Yet they thrive and fly aglow.
[Verse 2]
Not a worry not a care. Food appears as if a prayer.
Crows in black with grace so rare. Provision from the skies they share.
[Chorus]
Oh you are worth much more. Than birds that touch the sky.
God feeds the ones who soar. He'll lift you when you cry.
[Bridge]
Why fret about your days. When sparrows never fret
In the midst of endless maze. Your needs will all be met.
[Verse 3]
Without fields they find their fare. No granary needed there.
If ravens need not to prepare. Surely you need not despair.
[Verse 4]
Feathers rustling in the breeze. Answers come with simple ease.
If birds live without unease. Trust and let your worries freeze.
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