The eyes of the Lord,
See all there is to see;
Whether I am good or bad,
He gazes upon me lovingly.

He watches as I struggle,
His hand gently steers;
Often I try to fight Him,
But He quietly squelches fear.

My Lord is always close at hand,
We can chat all the day through;
I very often lean on Him,
He's a friend that's always true.

The eyes of the Lord
Watch over me each day;
As I try to do His will
And try to live His way.

©2005 - Sandra S. Oidtman