Lesson of Praise From the Birds

I wrote this poem after thinking how birds are always singing their sweet songs rain or shine and how strange it would be if they stopped singing. I then thought how man is made in the Image of God and how little I spend my days praising. Even though we have so much to be thankful for- a God who daily provides for us, a Savior who died for us and is our Intercessor before God the Father, nature with all it’s natural beauty (sunrise, sunsets, starlit sky), we often find it easier to grumble and complain. If birds praise their Creator, how much more should we as children of God?

If birds should halt their songs of praise,
And silence filled the woods each day,
Would we begin to question why,
Their natural instinct they defy?

If birds should grumble and complain,
Believing singing is in vain,
Because they sing not like the wren,
They vow to never sing again.

If birds should worry oft’ and fret,
The Lord’s protection soon forget.
No longer would they chirp and sing,
Praise and worship to the King.

Would this seem strange and truly odd,
To have no song to sing abroad?
In gratitude for wings to fly,
To soar above the sunlit sky?

Yet we’ve been given so much more,
But choose to walk when we could soar.
Above the way we often feel,
God, give us passion, give us zeal!

I’ve never heard a silent dawn,
Where birds in nests are found withdrawn.
For praise is what they’re made to do,
So let their songs encourage you.

For Christ has given all we need,
Our enslaved hearts he came to free.
Yet we fail to sing our words,
Unlike the songs we hear from birds.

Let birds remind us to adore,
To sing His praises ever more.
Rejoicing in our world abroad,
Of hope in Christ, of faith in God.