Mostly hot, usually arid,
The
sagebrush and cactus grow.
Covered
in sand and jutting with rocks,
The
desert wind blows.
The
land is harsh and welcomes
Few
to enter the scorching gates,
But
the bird of the desert
Is
delivered from all those hates!
The
bird of the desert does not need or want!
When
there is no rain, God guides it to water.
Where
there seems to be no food,
Day
by day God provides.
And
at night,
The
bird of the desert
Makes
its home in the rough,
And
settles into the nest with peace,
For
God cares over it.
Like
the bird of the desert,
We
need not want or worry.
God
loves us and through
Jesus
Christ has opened His Heavenly Gates.
And
like the bird of the desert,
We
have been delivered from all this world’s hates!
Selah 
Bird of the Desert by Ronhale Psalm 132:15