Notes About The Poem

There is an old saying, the more I know you, the more I love you.  
This is the case regarding my Savior, Jesus Christ!  What a 
wonderful God!

My Precious Redeemer

My Precious Redeemer

When I think of where my Lord has brought me
and the terrible darkness I recall,
then in thankfulness I sing out to Him
as on my face before Him I fall.

Oh, Lord my God, my Savior
You are so far above us all, 
why You chose a wretch like me to serve You so great
so short I know I fall.

Yet, I know that You like to display Your mercy
Your kindness, and faithfulness to, 
such a precious Redeemer My God whom I serve
Master what else can I do for You?

My heart is so full of love now
for a Wonderful Eternal God, 
with these lips of clay I will praise Your name
remembering I’m just made out of the world’s sod.

Written by:  Marilyn S. Jennings
June 23, 1994
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