1 When the storm winds rage and the rain falls fast,
and the clouds hang low above,
I shall be secure till the storm is past,
for I trust my Savior’s love.
And He knows the way and He holds my hand,
and He will not let it go;
He will lead me home to that better land,
just because He loves me so.
2 It was not that I was so good or great,
for my heart was vile with sin;
I had turned my back on the narrow gate,
neither care nor lived for Him.
But I pleased myself and I chose my way,
for His grace I did not know;
but He sought me still
through the night and day,
just because He loved me so.
3 If He loved me so when I grieved Him sore
that He sought me tenderly,
till He won my heart, and my sins He bore,
so that I His child might be,
will He love me less since I love Him, too,
so my heart with fervor glows,
and I haste each day all His will to do
that my willing spirit knows?
4 I will trust His love, for it e’er will last,
it is rich and warm and free;
through the years of life it will hold me fast,
and my help and comfort be.
To my waiting heart all its treasures rare
as a sparkling stream shall flow;
in the joy of God I shall ever share,
just because He loves me so.
Source: Our Great Redeemer's Praise #374