GOD LOVES ME

(For Children)

Mary Weston-Webb

WHEN paths are steep
And sight is dim
I keep quite still
And think of Him,
Who loves me.

I seek the Christ
And hold Love's hand;
I understand
God loves me.

My load is light;
My way is clear,
For now I see
I need not fear.
He loves me.

Mary Weston-Webb

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