The Eyes of Jesus

Sometimes it seems God′s a million miles away,

Too busy for a creature such as I,

And then I think of how He sees each sparrow fall

I call on Him and find that He is nigh

The eyes of Jesus are upon each footstep that I take

His ears are always open when I pray

His hands are always there to help me lift my heavy load

His heart is broken every time I stray

In valleys low, I look toward the mountains high

And praise the Lord that caused this world to be

To think that God so great will hold me safe within His arms

What love that He should ever care for me?

His heart is broken every time I stray

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