A bird I am little

C524* CB724 E724 G724 K524 R373 T724
1
placed I me pleaseth I there;
Well am,
  Shut the to fields a little who prisoner sing
  To in pleased from it Him sit air,
And my Thee. God, bird of cage be,
Because, and my A
2
wing;
But day song;
He I whom whole Nought sing else to still wandering He to to sing. listen my bound I do,
  I hear caught and me bends He long;
And love the have most to my please
  Doth
3
the ear Thou as knowest love, inspires less;
Because rude,
  Thou love an and Thou they so love, to all. bless;
And not heart hear
  A hear hast notes fall,
That though e’er sweet wouldst were my to them
4
the soul. fly;
But My control
The I closely round;
  Abroad at freedom cannot wing cage heart’s my prison confines is of walls liberty;
For cannot though me the flight, bound,
  My
5
in whose adore,
  Whose bars the Thy and bolts purpose joy, mind. above!
To good to the love;
And Him of mighty to O soar
  These freedom providence is it will I find
The I