Jesus Loves Me
Jesus loves me, this I know,
Though my hair is white as snow;
Though my sight is growing dim,
Still He bids me trust in Him.
Yes, Jesus loves me, Yes Jesus loves me,
Yes, Jesus loves me, The Bible tells me so.
Though my steps are, oh, so slow
With my hand in His Ill go
On through life; let come what may,
Hell be there to lead the way.
When the nights are dark and long,
In my heart He puts a song,
Telling me in words so clear,
“Have no fear for I am near.”
When my work on earth is done
And lifes victories been won
He will take me home above
To the fullness of His love.