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My Jesus, I love Thee, I know Thou art mine
For Thee all the follies of sin I resign
My gracious Redeemer, my saviour 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 will love Thee in life, I will love Thee in death
And praise Thee as long as Thou lendest me breath
And say, when the death-dew 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.
Originally posted by madnessinmysoul
thank you for apologizing on behalf of yourself. i threw in my two cents regarding treatment of a person on their deathbed, treatment that in no way contradicted this thread and you attacked me
i hold something in life sacred, personal determination. that was what i was trying to protect.
Emotional intelligence is a painful thing to lack.
Originally posted by meremortal
my friend is dying and she has not long to live.
she asked me how does she have faith or really beleive in God? Like the faith i have in God! she has a doubt in her mind, she is frightened that she won't go to heaven/the afterlife because of this doubt!
everyone has doubts about their faith...even the most devout of us. That's why it's called faith. It's something we can't touch, or feel, or smell.