Thine Eye Can See (EN 1741)

EN 1741 Thine Eye Can See

Ps.121.8

Versi Version 1

1

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.

Thine eye can see,

Thine eye can see;

Thank God! whatever be my lot,

Thine eye can see.

2

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.

3

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.

4

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.

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