I love to hear of Jesus:
It makes my heart so glad
To think how much He loves me,
How can I e’er be sad
When He, God’s Son form heaven,
Who came to die for me,
My sins have all forgiven
And set my spirit free.
I love to think of Jesus,
Who walked upon this earth,
In all His love and mercy,
Midst men of sinful birth.
He knew their guilt and sorrow,
He came to seek and save:
To tell God’s bright tomorrow
In life beyond the grave.
I love to speak of Jesus,
He died my heart to win;
He every moment tells me
How dear I am to Him.
He fills my soul with gladness,
He gives my lips to tell
To those that sit in sadness
Of Him who loves them well.
I love to wait for Jesus,
It makes my heart rejoice
To know I soon shall see Him
And hear His living voice.
O then, O, then, in glory,
With Him Himself I’ll be;
Forever tell the story
Of His great love to me.
ML 07/19/1942