God sees the little sparrow fall

God sees the little sparrow fall,
It meets his tender view;
If God so loves the little birds,
I know he loves me too.

He loves me too, he loves me too,
I know loves me too,
Because he loves the little things,
I know loves me too.

He paints the lily of the field,
Perfumes each lily bell;
If he so loves the little flow'rs,
I know he loves me well.

God made the little birds and flowers,
And all things large and small;
He'll not forget his little ones,
I know he loves them all.