My Jesus, I Love Thee

My Jesus, I love thee, I know thou art mine,
for thee all the follies of sin I resign,
my gracious Redeemer, my Savior art thou,
if ever I loved thee, my Jesus, ’tis now.

I love thee because thou hast first loved me
and purchased my pardon on Calvary’s tree,
I love thee for wearing the thorns on thy brow,
if ever I loved thee, my Jesus, ’tis now.

I’ll love thee in life, I will love thee in death,
and praise thee as long as thou lendest me breath,
and say when the deathdew lies cold on my brow:
If ever I loved thee, my Jesus, ’tis now.

In mansions of glory and endless delight,
I’ll ever adore thee in heaven so bright,
I’ll sing with the glittering crown on my brow:
If ever I loved thee, my Jesus, ’tis now.