If you ask about my fortune,
And would like to hear me boast,
If you’re lookin’ for my glory,
And the things I treasure most.
Then I’ll ave to tell the story,
‘Bout the one who makes me sing,
He’s my Savior,
He’s my Brother,
He’s my King.
Chorus:
I love my Jesus,
I love my Jesus,
And my love for Him grows stronger day by day.
If you ask me, I will always answer,
I love my Jesus, and Jesus loves me too.
I love my Jesus, and Jesus loves me too.
When I stand there on that morning,
And my journey is complete,
When I see the face of Jesus,
And I bow down at His feet,
Maybe I will not be able to say much or give a speech,
But there’s one thing, that I surely will repeat.
I love you Jesus,
I love you Jesus,
Thank you Jesus, Savior of my soul,
On that morning , I won’t wait to tell Him.
I love you Jesus, I know you love me too.
(Chorus)
He loves me too.
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