What a beautiful thought I am thinking Concerning the great speckled bird Remember her name is recorded on the pages of God's holy word Desiring to lower her standards They watch every move that she makes They long to find fault with her teaching But really they find no mistakes I am glad I have learned of her meekness I'm proud that my name is in the book For I want to be one never fearing the face of my Saviour's true look When he comes descending from heaven On the cloud as he write in his word I'll be joyfully carried to meet him On the wings of that great speckled bird