Your eye is on the sparrow

And Your hand it comforts me

From the ends of the earth

To the depths 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 demands

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

‘Til I see Your face

O let me live in the glory of Your grace