When my heart has gone astray,
pushed against Your will,
I am thankful just to know
that You love me still.

Though my soul so fragile seems,
struggling to fulfill,
my heart leaps with joy to think
that You love me still.

Upheld by Your grace alone.
Sheltered in Your care.
Thankful that You rescued me,
and You love me still.

Springs and summers quickly pass
into winter's chill.
Through the darkness and the light
Jesus loves me still.

Romans 5:8 But God commendeth his love toward us, in that, while we were yet sinners, Christ died for us.

I John 4:10 Herein is love, not that we loved God, but that he loved us, and sent his Son to be the propitiation (atoning sacrifice) for our sins.