WEST JUNEAU WEEKLY PICTURE
(In this case a Dark-Eyed Junco – Oregon Subspecies)
Merry Christmas Everyone!
His Eye Is On the Sparrow
By Civilla Martin, 1869-1948
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.
“Let not your heart be troubled,” 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 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:
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.
“Are not two sparrows sold for a penny? Yet
not one of them will fall to
the ground apart from the will of your Father
in heaven. And even the very
hairs of your head are all numbered. So don’t
be afraid; you are worth
more than sparrows” (Matthew 10:29-31).
Picture by O. Richard (Dick) Kent, 11:24 a.m. AST, December 20, 2011, © 2011