Who can count the stars of heaven?
Who can hang them in the sky?
Who can weigh the mighty ocean?
Who call rain on pastures dry?
All these Christ cloth weigh and measure,
All were made for His Own pleasure:
Earth and seas He made of old,
Sun and stars He dloth uphold.
Who can count the creatures swarming?
Or the birds among the trees?
Who can count the fishes swimming
In the rolling, sparkling seas?
God in Heaven knows their number
Everyone He doth remember.
Not a sparrow e’er doth fall
But it is the Father’s will.
Who can count the little children,
Sleeping, waking, day by day?
Who protects them, morn and even,
In their work and in their play?
God the Father loves them dearly,
Sent His Son to save them freely.
Yes, He knows and loves e’en me!
Shall I not, Lord, trust in Thee?