Your eye is on the sparrow
                           And Your hand, it comforts me
                           From the ends of the Earth to the depth of my heart
                           Let Your mercy and strength be seen
                           
                           You call me to Your purpose
                           As angels understand
                           For Your glory, may You draw all men
                           As Your love and grace demand
                           
                           And I will run to You
                           To Your words of truth
                           Not by might, not by power
                           But by the spirit of God
                           Yes I will run the race
                           'Till I see Your face
                           Oh let me live in the glory of Your grace