Your eye is on the sparrow

And Your hand, it comforts me

From the ends of the earth

To he depths of my heart

Let You 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

Oh, let me live in the glory of Your Grace