This file is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the song. You may only use this file for private study, scholarship, or research.

Song by Joel Hemphill


Verse 1: 
{D} Con - sid - er the {D7} lil - ies, they don't {G} toil nor {E7}spin 

But {A7} there's not a king with more {G} splen - dor {A} than {D} them 

{D}Con - sid - er the {D7} spar - row, he does - n't {G] plant nor {E7} sow 

But he's {A7} fed by the Mast - er Who {G} watch - {A} es him {D} grow 


      {D} We have a {D7} heav - en - ly {G} Fath - er a - {E7} bove 

      With {A7} eyes full of mer - cy and a {G} heart {A} full of {D} love 

      He real - ly {D7} cares when your {G} head is bowed {E7} low 

      Con - {A} sid - er the {A7} lil - ies and {G} then {A} you will {D} know 

Verse 2: 
{D} May I in - tro - {D7} duce you to {G} this Friend of {E7} mine 

Who {A7} hangs out the stars and tells the {G} sun {A} when to {D} shine 

And kiss - es the {D7} flow - ers each {G} morn - ing with {E7} dew 

But {A7} He's not too bus - y to {G} care {A} a - bout {D} you!