Thine Eye Can See

Dear Sav­ior

all I think or do

Thine eye can see;

My ma­ny wants

my tri­als

too

Thine eye can see;

Where’er I dwell it mat­ters not

My home a pal­ace or a cot;

Thank God! what­ev­er be my lot

Thine eye can see.

Thine eye can see

Thine eye can see;

Thank God! what­ev­er be my lot

Thine eye can see.

Do clouds ob­scure my morn­ing sun?

Thine eye can see;

Do friends for­sake me

one by one?

Thine eye can see;

Have I no home

no rest­ing place?

Still op­ened are Thine arms of grace

The tear of sor­row on my face

Thine eye can see.

When ev­en­ing sha­dows o’er me creep

Thine eye can see;

When on my pil­low calm I sleep

Thine eye can see;

I thank Thee for Thy watch­ful care

How sweet Thy ten­der love to share

And know that ev­ery grief I bear

Thine eye can see.

If I will serve Thee day by day

Thine eye can see;

If from Thy plea­sant paths I stray

Thine eye can see;

Oh

take my heart

my will sub­due

And may I ev­er keep in view

That all I think and all I do

Thine eye can see.