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

He paints the lilies in the field,
Adds perfume to each bell;
If He so loves the little flowers,

I know He loves me well.
He loves me, too,
He loves me, too,

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

God made the little birds and flowers,
And all things big and small;
He'll not forget His little ones,

I know He loves us all.
He loves me, too,
He loves me, too,

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