Your eye is on the sparrow And Your hand, it comforts me From the ends of the Earth to the depth of my heart Let Your mercy and strength be seen You call me to Your purpose As angels understand For Your glory, may You draw all men As Your love and grace demand And I will run to You To Your words of truth Not by might, not by power But by the spirit of God Yes I will run the race 'Till I see Your face Oh let me live in the glory of Your grace