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C.M.

1
Where’er I am, whate’er I do,
Cannot concealèd be,
For God from His exalted throne,
Does always look at me.

2
The secret thought within my heart
No mortal eye can see;
But God beholds it moving there;
He always looks at me.

3
I cannot from His presence go,
Nor from His Spirit flee;
He is Himself in every place,
And always looks at me.

4
If I am led to fear Thy name,
To love and worship Thee;
Then will the words delight afford;
“God always looks at me.”