Why should I feel discouraged
Why should the shadows come
Why should my heart feel lonely
And long for heaven and home
When Jesus is my portion
A constant friend is He
His eye is on the sparrow
And I know He watches over me
And I know He watches me
I sing because I'm happy
I sing because I'm free
And I know He watches me (He watches me)
And I know He watches
I know He watches
I know He watches me
He watches me
I know
He watches
Me
Civilla D. Martin, 1905:
Wandering Sparrows
Upon the winding road of life
we often lose our way;
For many are the pitfalls that
beset us day by day.
We're just like wandering sparrows;
We're adrift in foreign places;
the doubts and fears are evidenced
by frowns upon our faces.
Like birds we soar to places high
where everything is right
Only to descend again
into a darker night.
Faith makes us try and try again
to do our very best
for each and everyone of us
must feather his own nest.
Remember when you're all at sea
and every pathway narrows
God heals the ones who turn to Him
the lost and wandering sparrows.
(Author unknown)