Jesus Loves Me (Goodenough)

Jesus loves me

for me has died;

His pierc­èd hands

and feet and side

Speak par­don for my sins

and I

Thro’ His aton­ement

may not die

Thro’ His atone­ment

may not die.

Come

then Je­sus

and take my heart

And may I choose that bet­ter part;

Which none shall take away from me

Now

nor through all eter­ni­ty

Now

nor through all eter­ni­ty.

Precious Sav­ior

I do be­lieve

That my poor soul Thou wilt re­ceive;

And take me to Thine arms

at last

When all the storms of life are past

When all the storms of life are past.

Thus

be­liev­ing

my faith and love

Abide

though Heav­en and earth re­move;

And storms of sor­row can­not drown

My soul

thus an­chored to the throne

My soul

thus an­chored to the throne.

Then shall I rise to worlds of light

Where faith is sweet­ly lost in sight

And pray­er in end­less praise to Thee

Who brought my par­don on the tree

Who brought my par­don on the tree.