He Loves Me
Each night before I go to bed
I clasp my hands in prayer
It's then I know He has time
And maybe some to spare
Then I ask how He is
And I know He's pressed for time
But once again I am lost
And I'm depending on His Find
Here's the problem Father
Can You help me out?
And of course He always does
There's never any doubt
I love the Lord Jesus
Because I know that He loves me
I believe He is the Son of God
For now and all eternity!
Brenda Elizabeth Rose
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