A little bird I am,
Shut from the fields of air,
And in my cage I sit and sing
To Him who placed me there;
Well pleased a prisoner to be,
Because, my God, it pleaseth Thee.
I really find this hymn to be good. I can't really go out and get a job like everyone does. But I can stay at home and clean some and keep house a little. God has limited us and we are stuck in our situations. This pleases God even though this is against our concept. So lets go on pleasing God, because He has arranged for each one of us our places, people and things.
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