Here is some of the lyrics.
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...
It can't help me to think about this scripture and the connection to the song.
“Are not five sparrows sold for two pennies? Yet not one of them is forgotten by God. Indeed, the very hairs of your head are all numbered. Don’t be afraid; you are worth more than many sparrows.” Luke 12:6-7
There are days that I have a hard time getting out of bed. The world is so overwhelming with it's problems. On top of the worlds issues, I have my own. My to do list swims around in my head reminding me I have more to do that I can get done. I feel pressure from every angle. I feel pushed and pressed but not in a good way. I can easily get discouraged and just want to quit and run away. But then the Lord reminds me of the song, of the history* of it's meaning and of there verse. How much the Lord loves me, cares about me, provides, remembers, and protects me.
Please forgive me Lord for having times, moments of doubt, fear and despair. Because I know I am anointed, appointed and equipped to do great things for the Lord. I know your watching me like the Sparrow and I can sing because of it. Amen.
His Eye is on the Sparrow - Hymn History
Civilla Martin wrote:
"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."
The next day she mailed the poem to Charles Gabriel, who supplied the music.