Why should I feel discouraged, why should the shadows come,
Why should my heart be lonely, and long for heaven and home,
When Jesus is my portion? My constant friend is He:
His eye is on the sparrow, and I know He watches me;
His eye is on the sparrow, and I know He watches me.

Refrain

I sing because I’m happy,
I sing because I’m free,
For His eye is on the sparrow,
And I know He watches me.

“Let not your heart be troubled,” His tender word I hear,
And resting on His goodness, I lose my doubts and fears;
Though by the path He leadeth, but one step I may see;
His eye is on the sparrow, and I know He watches me;
His eye is on the sparrow, and I know He watches me.

Refrain

Whenever I am tempted, whenever clouds arise,
When songs give place to sighing, when hope within me dies,
I draw the closer to Him, from care He sets me free;
His eye is on the sparrow, and I know He watches me;
His eye is on the sparrow, and I know He watches me.

Refrain

My Father has many dear children;
Will He ever forget to keep me?
He gave His own Son to redeem them,
And He cannot forget to keep me.
He’ll never forget to keep me (keep me),
He’ll never forget to keep me (keep me),
He gave His own Son to redeem me,
And He’ll never forget to keep me.

Our Father remembers the sparrows,
Their value and fall doth He see;
But dearer to Him are His children,
And He’ll never forget to keep me.
He’ll never forget to keep me (keep me),
He’ll never forget to keep me (keep me),
But dearer to Him are His children,
And He’ll never forget to keep me.

The words of the Lord are so priceless,
How patient and watchful is He;
Though mother forget her own offspring,
Yet He’ll never forget to keep me.
He’ll never forget to keep me (keep me),
He’ll never forget to keep me (keep me),
Though mother forget her own offspring,
Yet He’ll never forget to keep me.

I now will abide in His shadow,
Never restless nor fearful will be;
In the secret of His presence He’ll hide me,
And He’ll never forget to keep me.
He’ll never forget to keep me (keep me),
He’ll never forget to keep me (keep me),
In the secret of His presence He’ll hide me,
And He’ll never forget to keep me.

O brother, why don’t you accept Him?
He offers salvation so free;
Repent and believe and obey Him,
And He’ll never forget to keep thee.
He’ll never forget to keep thee (keep thee),
He’ll never forget to keep thee (keep thee),
Repent and believe and obey Him,
And He’ll never forget to keep thee.

Lord Jesus, let Thy watchful care
Thy faithful love, our brethren tend;
Their hearts sustain, their way prepare
And safely guide them to the end.

Be with them on the stormy deep;
Be with them in the silent hour;
By sea or land, awake, asleep,
Be Thou their Helper, Strength, and Tower.

Maintain them through their earthly strife,
So running as to win the race;
Each holding forth the Word of Life,
A light to lighten future days.

Go, brethren, go! with cheerful voice
We bid you go—a blessed leav’n—
Go, win the country of your choice
For truth, and liberty, and Heav’n.

Rocked in the cradle of the deep,
I lay me down in peace to sleep;
Secure I rest upon the wave,
For Thou, O Lord, hast power to save.
I know Thou wilt not slight my call,
For Thou dost mark the sparrow’s fall.

Refrain

And calm and peaceful is my sleep,
Rocked in the cradle of the deep;
And calm and peaceful is my sleep,
Rocked in the cradle of the deep.

And such the trust that still were mine,
Though stormy winds sweep o’er the brine,
Or though the tempest’s fiery breath
Rouse me from sleep to wreck and death,
In ocean cave still safe with Thee,
The germ of immortality.

Refrain

I need not trouble for the morrow,
For I am in my Father’s care;
He will go with me as I journey,
For all my need He will prepare.

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I know that He provides the lilies,
His eye each falling sparrow sees;
And so my soul will fear no evil,
For I am more to Him than these.

I need not either thirst or hunger;
His grace will never be denied;
He leads me to the living waters;
His daily manna is supplied.

Refrain

I need not an abiding city,
For “I can tarry but a night”;
My heart, my treasure, are in Heaven,
My raiment is a robe of white.

Refrain

O may my faith increase before Him,
My service here His blessing gain;
Let me seek first my Father’s kingdom,
For all beside must be in vain!

Refrain

Not by the martyr’s death alone
The saint his crown in Heav’n has won;
There is a triumph robe on high
For bloodless fields of victory.

What though he was not called to feel
The cross, or flame, or torturing wheel,
Yet daily to the world he died;
His flesh, through grace, he crucified.

What though nor chains, nor scourges sore,
Nor cruel beasts his members tore,
Enough if perfect love arise
For Christ a grateful sacrifice.

Lord, grant us so to Thee to turn
That we through life to die may learn,
And thus, when life’s brief day is o’er,
May live with Thee forevermore.

O Fount of sanctity and love,
O perfect Rest of saints above,
All praise, all glory be to Thee
Both now and through eternity.