Jesus loves me and I love Him, that’s the bottom line. I could never do anything good enough to deserve His love. I could never be bad enough for Him to withdraw it. He loves me, it’s simple really, so what’s to worry about.
Life is simple so it seems
As the sun above us beams.
Does not count the times we fail
Through the thunder through the hail
It keeps on beaming down its light
Behind the scenes and out of sight.
Even so our Father stands
Ever offering His hands.