I Love Him Far Better

It pays to serve Je­sus

I speak from my heart;

He’ll al­ways be with us

If we do our part;

There’s naught in this wide world

Can plea­sure af­ford

There’s peace and con­tent­ment

In serv­ing the Lord.

I love Him far bet­ter

Than in days of yore

I’ll serve Him more tru­ly

Than ev­er be­fore;

I’ll do as He bids me

Whatever the cost

I’ll be a true sol­dier—

I’ll die at my post.

And oft when I’m tempt­ed

To turn from the track

I think of my Sav­ior—

My mind wan­ders back

To the place where they nailed Him

On Cal­va­ry’s tree—

I hear a voice say­ing

I suf­fered for thee.

There’s a place that re­mem­brance

Still brings back to me

’Twas there I found par­don—

’Twas Heav­en to me;

There Je­sus spoke sweet­ly

To my wea­ry soul

My sins were for­giv­en

He made my heart whole.

How rich is the bless­ing

The world can­not give

I’m sa­tis­fied ful­ly

For Je­sus to live;

Tho’ friends may for­sake me

And tri­als arise

I’m trust­ing in Je­sus

His love nev­er dies.