There is an Eye that never sleeps
Beneath the wing of night;
There is an Ear that never shuts
When sink the beam of light.
There is an Arm that never tires
When human strength gives way;
There is a Love that never fails
When earthy love decay.
But there’s a power man can wield
When mortal aid is vain,
That Eye, that Arm, that Love to reach,
That listening ear to gain
That power is prayer, which soars on high,
Through Jesus to the throne,
And moves the Hand which moves the world,
To bring salvation down!