I love my pre­cious Savior,
Because He died for me;
And if I did not serve Him,
How sin­ful I should be!
I know He makes me hap­py,
And hears me when I pray;
I’ll keep fast hold on Je­sus,
The Bi­ble says I may.

Dear Sav­ior, make me ho­ly;
Let me be gen­tle, mild,
Obedient, lov­ing, low­ly,
A tru­ly Christ-like child.
Yea! still though Sa­tan tempt me,
And make me sad, I’ll say,
I long to be like Je­sus;
The Bi­ble says I may.

Though I can do but lit­tle,
Yet I will al­ways try
To tell some lit­tle child­ren
How Je­sus came to die.
God help me to be use­ful
In all I do or say!
I mean to work for Je­sus,
The Bi­ble says I may.

And while I’m lovi­ng Je­sus,
I feel so glad to know,
That mak­ing oth­ers hap­py
Will make me hap­py, too.
When oth­ers hear me sing­ing,
I’ll not for­get to say,
You too can be as hap­py,
The Bi­ble says you may.

And since I’ve found my Sav­ior,
The first link in the chain,
I’ll trust in Him for­ev­er,
Till Heav’n at last I gain.
I love that bless­èd coun­try,
Where tears are wiped away;
I want to live with Je­sus,
The Bible says I may.