Yea, the sparrow has found her a house, and the swallow a nest for herself where she may lay her young, even thine altars, O LORD of hosts, my King and my God.

I watch, and have become like a sparrow that is alone upon the house-top.

Are not two sparrows sold for a penny? And not one of them will fall on the ground independent of your Father.

Are not five sparrows sold for two copper coins? And not one of them is forgotten in the sight of God. But even the hairs of your head are all numbered. Fear not, therefore, ye are superior to many sparrows.