Текст John Mark McMillan – How He Loves

He is jealous for me
Loves like a hurricane
I am a tree
Bending beneath the weight of His wind and mercy

And Oh, How He loves us so
Oh, How He loves us
How He loves us so

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 so

He loves us
Whoa, How He loves us
Whoa, How He loves us
Whoa, How He loves
Yeah He loves us
Whoa, How He loves us

We are His portion and
He is our prize
Drawn to redemption by the grace in His eyes
If grace is an ocean we’re all sinking
So heaven meets earth like a sloppy wet kiss
And my heart turns violently in side 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
Whoa, How He loves
Yeah He loves us
Whoa, How He loves us
Whoa, How He loves us
Whoa, How He loves us

And Oh, How He loves us so
Oh, How He loves us
How He loves us so

He loves us
Whoa, How He loves us
Whoa, How He loves us
Whoa, How He loves
Yeah He loves us
Whoa, How He loves us
Whoa, How He loves us
Whoa, How He loves us