Sing an old song... new again

When I was three years old, I started singing in church, accompanied by my Dad. It was the beginning of something that I love dearly, for I dearly love to sing. Over the past few years I've let this passion fizzle for a while, I think it was meant to be, I think God had a purpose for putting that passion on hold. I've spent the past few days going over some of my old music, trying to sort out where I want to go with my singing in the next year or so. Not too long ago, an old friend reminded me of those days when I started singing in church and in particular, one of my favorite songs to sing. Today, I found the words to that song that I sang when I was three, and I think today, I'm just going to leave you with the words to that song.

There are hundreds of sparrows, thousands, millions,
They're two a penny, far too many there must be;
There are hundreds, and thousands, millions of sparrows,
But God knows every one and God knows me.

There are hundreds of flowers, thousands, millions,
And flowers fair the meadow wears for all to see;
There are hundreds, and thousands, millions of flowers,
But God knows every one and God knows me.

There are hundreds of planets, thousands, millions,
Way out in space each has a place by God's decree;
There are hundreds, and thousands, millions of planets,
But God knows every one and God knows me.

There are hundreds of children, thousands, millions,
And yet their names are written on God's memory;
There are hundreds, and thousands, millions of children,
God knows every one and God knows me.
[Written by John Gowans]