His Eye Is On The Spring

Why do you twitter so

　　What is it that you say

　　As you chatter¹ to each other，

　　all throughout the day.

　　Do you sing for Jesus，

　　Did He give your song

　　To delight in your enjoyment²，

　　that to Him belongs.

　　None of you can topple，

　　Without His seeing eye，

　　He watches every one that falls，

　　so gently from the sky.

　　Just today， is all you know，

　　To fret³ is not your style，

　　But though you soar upon the heights，

　　your life is so fragile.

　　You take no worries for the morrow，

　　You do not sow or reap，

　　You build no barns to store your seed，

　　for there is none to keep.

　　Your plumes⁴ just bloom without a fuss，

　　You only need to preen⁵，

　　With no thought to fret for more，

　　for God knows all you need.