He Who Notes the Fall of a Sparrow

He who notes the fall of a sparrow
Surely hears the pleadings of our heart
Remember where'er we lack in wisdom
It's through prayer that our Father imparts

To those who are struggling with challenges
With difficulties large or small
Prayer is what moves those door hinges
That the love of God may come to call

Speak to Him... then listen
As miracles are wrought
That, this time, as tears moisten
It's from a wondrous hope filled thought

Know... no matter that where you live is crowded
And millions of people surround
Answers come from heaven... though once doubted
When we're searching... God can be found

Long ago... one named Daisy
Had been taught the seeds of truth
Time passed... something stirred her heart
She wished again for that time of reproof

She saw missionaries at a distance
And prayed fervently to Father in Heaven
There to promise... if given a new chance
She would open her door and heart unto them

Meanwhile... missionaries too were praying
And working to find someone to teach
They searched old records of tracting
And knew... Daisy was the one to reach

Such it was that very day
That they knocked upon her door
Through a passport of prayer and faith
All were taught... as love did pour


Matthew 10:
29 Are not two sparrows sold for a farthing? and one of them shall not fall on the ground without your Father.
30 But the very hairs of your head are all numbered.
31 Fear ye not therefore, ye are of more value than many sparrows.


President Thomas S. Monson
“Be Your Best Self,” Liahona, May 2009, 67–70