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.
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.
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.
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.
