G
C
G
Oh have you heard this story it happened long ago
C
G
A7
D7
When Christ our blessed Savior was here on earth below
G
C
G
An echo through the ages from distant Calvary
C
G
D7
G
I’ll tell it to you simply as it was told to me
C
G
D7
G
It breathes the blessed teaching of God’s own holy word
C
G
D7
G
A lesson taught in meekness by a lowly little bird
C
G
When Jesus hung in sorrow our debt of shame to pay
C
G
A7
D7
No one was there to comfort or wipe His tears away
G
C
G
A little bird flew near Him in sober coat of brown
C
G
D7
G
And gazed in tender pity then slowly fluttered down
C
G
With gentle wings it fanned Him to cool His aching head
C
G
A7
D7
And hovered near His bosom all stained with deepest red
G
C
G
At last when all was ended as if to morn his loss
C
G
D7
G
It rose with blood stained feathers and circled around the cross
C
G
D7
G
It breathes the blessed teaching of God’s own holy word
C
G
D7
G
A lesson taught in meekness by a lowly little bird
C
G
It flew away in sadness and to this day tis said
C
G
A7
D7
It wears upon its bosom that stain of crimson red
G
C
G
When I shall cross the valley and go to seek my rest
C
G
D7
G
May I wear like the robin God’s sign upon my breast
C
G
D7
G
It breathes the blessed teaching of God’s own holy word
C
G
D7
G
A lesson taught in meekness by a lowly little bird
D7
C
A7
G
