The Lord will watch over your coming and going, both now and forevermore.@Psalm 121:8
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Theodore E. Perkins (1831-1912)

Mary A. Kidder, in Hymn Service for the Sunday School (New York: Biglow & Main, 1879), number 4.

Theodore E. Perkins (🔊 pdf nwc).

Dear Savior, all I think or do
Thine eye can see;
My many wants, my trials, too,
Thine eye can see;
Where’er I dwell it matters not,
My home a palace or a cot;
Thank God! whatever be my lot,
Thine eye can see.

Refrain

Thine eye can see,
Thine eye can see;
Thank God! whatever be my lot,
Thine eye can see.

Do clouds obscure my morning sun?
Thine eye can see;
Do friends forsake me, one by one?
Thine eye can see;
Have I no home, no resting place?
Still opened are Thine arms of grace,
The tear of sorrow on my face
Thine eye can see.

Refrain

When evening shadows o’er me creep,
Thine eye can see;
When on my pillow calm I sleep,
Thine eye can see;
I thank Thee for Thy watchful care,
How sweet Thy tender love to share,
And know that every grief I bear
Thine eye can see.

Refrain

If I will serve Thee day by day,
Thine eye can see;
If from Thy pleasant paths I stray,
Thine eye can see;
Oh, take my heart, my will subdue,
And may I ever keep in view,
That all I think and all I do
Thine eye can see.

Refrain