1 Art thou watching o’er me from thy seat on high?
Are the angels with thee far up in the sky?
From thy home in heaven watching where I go,
Lighting up the dangers of my path below?
Yes, I’m watching—always watching
O’er my loved ones there below,
Never wearying, ever cheering,
All my children where they go.
2 Art thou watching o’er me in the silent night,
When I say my pray’r for thee to guide me right?
Do the angels love me—listen what I say—
Asking thee for mercy when I kneel to pray?
Yes, they love thee, always love thee,
Ever with thee to rejoice,
Never tiring, ever singing,
In their happy sweetest voice.
3 Art thou watching o’er me when I am asleep,
And my spirit’s wand’ring thro’ the dreamy deep?
Art Thou really with me just as it does seem?
Do I see the angels when I sleep and dream?
Yes, I’m with thee—always with thee,
Not a moment from thy side;
Never doubting, ever loving—
Always in my trust abide.
4 Art thou watching o’er me when some voice I hear
Sweetly calls to wake me from my dreamland sphere?
Art thou there to greet me in the morning bright
When I pray and ask thee for thy guiding light?
Yes, I’ll greet thee—always greet thee
In the fresh and early morn—
Never absent—ever present;
Never from my side be torn.