My Jesus I Love Thee

In the face of pain and depression, I sing this hymn to Thee O Lord ... My Jesus, I love thee, I know thou art mine; For thee all the follies of sin I resign; My gracious Redeemer, my Savior art thou: If ever I love thee, my Jesus 'tis now. I love thee because thou has first loved me, And purchased my pardon on Calvary's tree; I love thee for wearing the thorns on my brow: If ever I love thee, my Jesus 'tis now. I'll love thee in life, I will love thee in death, And praise thee as long as thou lendest me breath; And say when the death-dew lies cold on my brow: If ever I love thee, my Jesus 'tis now. In mansions of glory and endless delight, I'll ever adore thee in heaven so bright; I'll sing with the glittering crown on my brow If ever I love thee, my Jesus 'tis now.