• his eye is on the sparrow

    by  • June 20, 2008 • Uncategorized • 1 Comment

    “Are not two sparrows sold for a penny? Yet not one of them will fall to the ground apart from the will of your Father. And even the very hairs of your head are all numbered. So don’t be afraid; you are worth more than many sparrows.” -Matthew 10:19-31

    Jesus’ words of comfort intrigue me because he says God knows when a sparrow falls, not God catches the little bird. In these days, which feel a bit like a free fall for me, I can say it matters to be known – even when I don’t feel caught.

    Civilla Martin wrote “His Eye is on the Sparrow” in 1905, which says:

    Why should I feel discouraged, why should the shadows come,
    Why should my heart be lonely, and long for heaven and home,
    When Jesus is my portion? My constant friend is He:
    His eye is on the sparrow, and I know He watches me;
    His eye is on the sparrow, and I know He watches me.

    I sing because I’m happy,
    I sing because I’m free,
    For His eye is on the sparrow,
    And I know He watches me.

    “Let not your heart be troubled,” His tender word I hear,
    And resting on His goodness, I lose my doubts and fears;
    Though by the path He leadeth, but one step I may see;
    His eye is on the sparrow, and I know He watches me;
    His eye is on the sparrow, and I know He watches me.

    I sing because I’m happy,
    I sing because I’m free,
    For His eye is on the sparrow,
    And I know He watches me.

    Whenever I am tempted, whenever clouds arise,
    When songs give place to sighing, when hope within me dies,
    I draw the closer to Him, from care He sets me free;
    His eye is on the sparrow, and I know He watches me;
    His eye is on the sparrow, and I know He watches me.

    I sing because I’m happy,
    I sing because I’m free,
    For His eye is on the sparrow,
    And I know He watches me.

    I love knowing the story behind hymns. Here is here story, in her words:

    Early in the spring of 1905, my husband and I were sojourning in Elmira, New York. We contracted a deep friendship for a couple by the name of Mr. and Mrs. Doolittle, true saints of God. Mrs. Doolittle had been bedridden for nigh twenty years. Her husband was an incurable cripple who had to propel himself to and from his business in a wheel chair. Despite their afflictions, they lived happy Christian lives, bringing inspiration and comfort to all who knew them. One day while we were visiting with the Doolittles, my husband commented on their bright hopefulness and asked them for the secret of it. Mrs. Doolittle’s reply was simple: “His eye is on the sparrow, and I know He watches me.” The beauty of this simple expression of boundless faith gripped the hearts and fired the imagination of Dr. Martin and me. The hymn “His Eye Is on the Sparrow” was the outcome of that experience.

    These days are dark ones and they have been filled with cards and words and hugs and hope conveyed by all kinds of folks who remind me whatever is happening in my life I am not alone. God knows, and that knowledge and love is incarnated over and over around me.

    Thank you.

    Peace,
    Milton

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    One Response to his eye is on the sparrow

    1. Mim
      June 20, 2008 at 1:15 pm

      Your posts are very touching but am so sorry about your depression. You have such a wonderful way of writing. Here is hoping all the music you are listening to these days can ‘hold you up’ as you go through each day.
      Mim

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