1 Why should I feel discouraged,
why should the shadows come,
why should my heart be lonely
and long for heav'n 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.

2 "Let not your heart be troubled,"
his tender word I hear,
and resting on his goodness,
I lose my doubt and fear;
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.

3 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 cares for me;
his eye is on the sparrow,
and I know he cares for me.