| How can I tell you of what Jesus is to me, High as the Heavens above, deep as the sea, Would begin to describe the wonders of what, My Savior's love has done for me. Lost and lonely, insecure, oft times afraid, A mountain of woes from me at His feet was laid, How can I tell you of what He is to me, Since hearing the gospel I gladly obeyed, How can I tell you of what He is to me, Oh yes, He washed my soul in His blood, I'm free, Free from the past, the little nobody I was, Still I'm nothing but by the grace of God you see. He's been Farther, Mother, Sister, Brother to me, He's my God, my Lord and King for all eternity, He's a comfort, a help, strength and my shield, How could I ever tell you what He is to me? |
| What HE Is To Me |
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| By Beverly Keel |
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| Noble Home |
| Wings of an Angel |
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