How He Loves Us

(Shannon Gaines and I painting "Identity Student Ministries" How he loves us tree.)

How He Loves Us -John Mark Mcmillan

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 realise 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.

Yeah, he loves us,
Whoa! how he loves us,
Whoa! how he loves us,
Whoa! how he loves us,
Yeah, he loves us,
Whoa! how he loves us,
Whoa! how he loves us,
Whoa! how he loves.

We are his portion, He is our prize,
Drawn to redemption by the grace in His eyes,
If grace is an ocean, we're all sinking.
So heaven meet earth like an unforeseen kiss,
And my heart turns violently inside of my chest,
I don't have time to maintain these regrets,
When I think about, the way . . .

He loves us,
Whoa! how he loves us,
Whoa! how he loves us,
Oh how he loves.
Yeah, he loves us,
Whoa! how he loves us,
Whoa! how he loves us,
Whoa! how he loves us,
Whoa! how he loves.

Thank you God for loving us!