I Love to Think of Jesus (EN 4685)

1

I love to think of Jesus, who else could it be,

Who could come down from Heav’n to save a soul like me?

To think of Him does not repay the debt I owe,

I’ll do my best my gratitude to show.

I love to think of Jesus and His love for me;

My soul is lost in wonder that such love could be;

I’ve known the love of mother,

Of sister, friend and brother,

Like Jesus there’s no other,

He’s more than all to me.

2

I love to think that He has given me a part

In pardon that He purchased with a broken heart;

And oft my eyes are filled with tears as I recall

What He has done for me, and for us all.

3

I love to think of Jesus when I am distressed,

To think upon His promise brings a blissful rest;

In sorrow, pain and anguish He is near I know,

It is no wonder that I love Him so.

4

I love to think of Him when tears of sorrow fall,

To know that He has suffered and He knows it all;

It gives me strength to bear my burden nor complain,

I never yet have called to Him in vain.