His eye is on the sparrow

I always expect the best from people,

but sometimes it doesn’t work out.

I expect that truth will be recognized,

but some folks enjoy telling lies.

Bad things happen to good people,

not just once, but a thousand times,

a million and one acts of service

go totally unrecognized,

People get on a roll with their ignorance,

Instead of stopping themselves, surge ahead,

Bent on proving they were right all along,

they miss the truth before their eyes,

But all we can do is keep going,

Giving our best to the world,

There is only One worth knowing,

only One voice above all the rest,

so 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.

cfblack 04-28-2014

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