Jesus Loves Even Me

I am so glad that

Our Father in heav'n

Tells of His love in the Book

He has giv'n,

Wonderful things

In the Bible I see;

This is the dearest

That Jesus loves me.

I am so glad that Jesus loves me,

Jesus loves me, Jesus loves me:

I am so glad that Jesus loves me,

Jesus loves even me.

Tho' I forget Him

And wander away,

Still He doth love me

Wherever I stray;

Back to His dear loving

Arms would I flee,

When I remember

That Jesus loves me.

Oh, if there's only one

Song I can sing,

When in His beauty

I see the great King,

This shall my song

In eternity be:

"Oh, what a wonder

That Jesus loves me."

Jesus loves me,

And I know I love Him;

Love brought Him down

My poor soul to redeem;

Yes, it was love made

Him die on the tree;

Oh, I am certain that

Jesus loves me!

If one should ask of me,

How can I tell?

Glory to Jesus,

I know very well!

God's Holy Spirit

With mine doth agree,

Constantly witnessing

Jesus loves me.

In this assurance

I find sweetest rest,

Trusting in Jesus,

I know I am blessed;

Satan, dismayed, from my

Soul now doth flee,

When I just tell him that

Jesus loves me.

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