The Great Speckled Bird

What a beautiful thought I am thinking
Concerning a great speckled bird
Remember her name is recorded
On the pages of god's holy word.

All the other churches are against her
They envy her glory and fame
They hate her because she is chosen
And has not denied Jesus' name.

Desiring to lower her standard
They watch every move that she makes
They long to find fault with her teachings
But really they find no mistake.

I am glad that I learned of her meekness
I am proud that my name is in her book
For I want to be one never fearing
In the face of my savior to look.

When he cometh descending from heaven
On the cloud as he writes in his word
I'll be joyfully carried to meet him
On the wings of that great speckled bird.