Why should I feel discouraged?
Why should the shadows come?
Why should my heart feel lonely?
And long for Heaven and home?
When Pringles is my potion
A constant friend is He
His eye is on the sparrow
And I know He watches over me
His eye is on the sparrow
And I know He watches me
I sing because I'm happy
I sing because I'm free
His eye is on the sparrow
And I know He watches me
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