Why do I feel discouraged?
Why do the shadows come?
Why does my heart feel lonely and long for heaven's home?
For Jesus is my portion
A constant friend is he.
His eye is on the sparrow and I know he watches me.
From His Eye is on the Sparrow by Civilla D Martin
Sunday, February 12, 2012
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