The bird also has found a house, And the swallow a nest for herself, where she may lay her young, Even Your altars, O LORD of hosts, My King and my God.
I lie awake, I have become like a lonely bird on a housetop.
"Are not two sparrows sold for a cent? And yet not one of them will fall to the ground apart from your Father.
"Are not five sparrows sold for two cents? Yet not one of them is forgotten before God. "Indeed, the very hairs of your head are all numbered. Do not fear; you are more valuable than many sparrows.