How He Loves Us

He is jealous for me,
Loves like a hurricane, I am a tree,
Bending beneath the weight
of his wind and mercy.
When all of a sudden,
I am unaware of these afflictions
eclipsed by glory,
And I realize just how beautiful You are,
And how great Your affections are for me.

And oh, how He loves us so,
Oh how He loves us,
How He loves us all

by John Mark McMillan

Photo: Can you come down? By Mark Lawrence