You ask why I follow this Jesus?
Why I love Him the way I do?
When the world's turned away from His teachings
And the people who serve Him are few.
 
It's not the rewards I'm after
Or gifts that I hope to receive;
It's the presence that calls for commitment;
It's the Spirit I trust and believe.

The Lord doesn't shelter His faithful
Or spare them all suffering and pain;
Like everyone else I have burdens
And walk through my share of rain.

Yet He gives me a plan and a purpose
and that Joy only Christians have known;
I never know what comes tomorrow,
But I do know I'm never alone.

It's the Love always there when you need it;
It's the words that redeem and inspire;
It's the longing to ever be with Him
That burns in my heart like a fire.

So you ask why I love my Lord Jesus?
Well, friend, that's so easy to see;
But the one thing that fills me with wonder
Is why Jesus Loves someone like me.

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