Why should the shadows come,

Why should my heart be lonely,

And long for heav'n and home,

When Jesus is my portioin?

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.

His tender word I hear,

And resting on His goodness,

I lose my doubts and fears;

Tho' 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.

Whenever clouds arise,

When song gives 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.

I sing because I'm free,

For His eye is on the sparrow,

And I know He watches me.

-- Chas. H. Gabriel