Yea, the sparrow 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 watch, and am as a sparrow alone upon the house top.

Are not two sparrows sold for a farthing? and one of them shall not fall on the ground without your Father.

Are not five sparrows sold for two farthings, and not one of them is forgotten before God? But even the very hairs of your head are all numbered. Fear not therefore: you are of more value than many sparrows.