Like a sparrow in the wild
You came amidst the dark night
It was such a relief
To find you in my life
Like a music in the air
That hummed in my ears
It was such a warm feeling
Your song I gladly sing.
But then life is not a garden
Where flowers and bees are growin'
All goods things come to an end
It was not at all pure heaven.
I was weak but I became strong
I licked and healed my wounds
Bowing my head in silent prayer
I lift 'em all to God, my Redeemer.