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 over me;

His eye is on the sparrow,

and I know He watches me.

 

I sing because I’m happy

I sing because I’m free

His eye is on the sparrow,

and I know He watches me.