He Is So Precious to Me

So precious is Je­sus

My Sav­ior

my king;

His praise all the day long

With rap­ture I sing.

To Him in my weak­ness

For strength I can cling

For He is so pre­cious to me.

For He is so pre­cious

so pre­cious to me;

For He is so pre­cious

so pre­cious to me.

’Tis heaven below

my Re­deem­er to know

For He is so pre­cious to me.

He stood at my heart’s door

’Mid sun­shine and rain

And pa­tient­ly wait­ed

An en­trance to gain.

What shame that so long He

Entreated in vain

For He is so pre­cious to me.

I stand on the mount­ain

Of bless­ing at last

No cloud in the heav­ens

A sha­dow to cast

His smile is up­on me;

The val­ley is past

For He is so pre­cious to me.

I praise Him be­cause He

Appointed a place

Where some day

through faith

In His won­der­ful grace

I know I shall see Him

Shall look on His face

For He is so pre­cious to me.