The bird knows what it’s made for
Contentedly it flies
And searches for its food
And never wonders why
It does the things it does
It was made to be a bird
It does not try to be anything
But what it was made for
Shall we take a note from it?
Shall we rest in how we’re made?
Let us choose to be ourselves
Knowing God did us create
Not concerned about our worth
Nor concerned about our days
Trusting in the Savior’s word
Trusting all His ways
We were made for certain things
Like the bird
to fly over the earth
Let us joyfully then find
What the Lord purposed since birth
Forget what others do
Remember who you are
God above has chosen you
Treasure in a broken jar
Nothing else you need
Rest in who He tells you to be
Always look to Him to lead
Then you’ll finally see
Joyful Ruins 
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