The God who marks the sparrow's fall,
Who clothes the lily on the lea,
And heeds the hungry raven's call-
Such is the God who cares for me.
A peace divine e'en now is mine,
From every care my heart is free;
What need I fear when Christ is near,
Or dread while God does care for me?
Should I His tender care forget,
Or cease His guiding hand to see,
His heart is so upon me set,
He ceases not to care for me.
Thus I am happy all the day,
My soul is filled with heavenly glee,
My only care Him to obey,
Who ever loves and cares for me.
