God Sees the Little Sparrow Fall

God sees the lit­tle spar­row fall

It meets His ten­der view;

If God so loves the lit­tle birds

I know He loves me

too.

He loves me

too

He loves me

too

I know He loves me

too;

Because He loves the lit­tle things

I know He loves me

too.

He paints the li­ly of the field

Perfumes each li­ly bell;

If He so loves the lit­tle flow’rs

I know He loves me well.

God made the lit­tle birds and flow’rs

And all things large and small;

He’ll not for­get His lit­tle ones

I know He loves them all.