It’s Just Like His Great Love

A friend I have called Je­sus

Whose love is strong and true

And nev­er fails how­e’er ’tis tried

No mat­ter what I do;

I’ve sinned against this love of His

But when I knelt to pray

Confessing all my guilt to Him

The sin clouds rolled away.

It’s just like Je­sus to roll the clouds away

It’s just like Je­sus to keep me day by day

It’s just like Je­sus all along the way

It’s just like His great love.

Sometimes the clouds of trou­ble

Bedim the sky above

I cannot see my Sav­ior’s face

I doubt His won­drous love;

But He

from Heav­en’s mer­cy seat

Beholding my des­pair

In pi­ty bursts the clouds be­tween

And shows me He is there.

When sor­row’s clouds o’er­take me

And break up­on my head

When life seems worse than use­less

And I were bet­ter dead;

I take my grief to Je­sus then

Nor do I go in vain

For heav­en­ly hope He gives

That cheers like sun­shine af­ter rain.

O

I could sing for­ev­er

Of Jesus’ love di­vine

Of all His care and ten­der­ness

For this poor life of mine;

His love is in and ov­er all

And wind and waves ob­ey

When Je­sus whis­pers Peace

be still!

And rolls the clouds away.