For the sparrow hath found her a house, and the swallow a nest, where she may lay her young; even thine altars, O LORD of hosts, my King, and my God.

I watch, and am even as it were a sparrow that sitteth alone upon the housetop.

Are not two sparrows sold for a farthing? And none of them doth light on the ground, without your father.

Are not five sparrows bought for two farthings? and yet not one of them is forgotten of God. Also, even the very hairs of your heads are numbered. Fear not therefore: Ye are more of value, than many sparrows.