Scripture Verse

The love of God is shed abroad in our hearts by the Holy Ghost which is given unto us. Romans 5:5


Words & Mu­sic: Phi­lip P. Bliss, 1870 (🔊 pdf nwc).

Philip P. Bliss (1838–1876)

I think it was in June, 1870, that Je­sus Loves Me was writ­ten. Mr. and Mrs. Bliss were at that time mem­bers of my fa­mi­ly, at 43 South May street, Chi­ca­go [Il­li­nois].

One morn­ing, Mrs. Bliss came down to break­fast and said, as she en­tered the room: Last night Mr. Bliss had a tune giv­en to him that I think is going to live and be one of the most used that he has writ­ten. I have been sing­ing it all morn­ing to my­self and can­not get it out of my mind. She then sang ov­er to us the notes of Jesus Loves Me.

The idea of Bliss in writ­ing it was that the peace and com­fort of a Chris­tian were not found­ed up­on his lov­ing Christ, but up­on Christ’s love to him, and that to oc­cu­py the mind with Christ’s love, would pro­duce love and con­se­cra­tion…How much God has used this lit­tle song to lead sin­ners and doubt­ing Chris­tians to look away to Je­sus, eter­ni­ty alone can tell.

Whittle, p. 130

Mr. Bliss said that this song was sug­gest­ed to him by hear­ing the cho­rus of the hymn Oh, how I love Je­sus, re­peat­ed ve­ry fre­quent­ly in a meet­ing which he at­tend­ed.

After join­ing in the cho­rus a num­ber of times the thought came to him, Have I not been sing­ing enough about my poor love for Je­sus, and shall I not rath­er sing of his great love for me? Under the im­pulse of this thought he went home and com­posed this, one of his most po­pu­lar child­ren’s hymns.

Sankey, pp. 176–77


I am so glad that our Fa­ther in Heav’n
Tells of His love in the Book He has giv’n;
Wonderful things in the Bi­ble I see,
This is the dearest, that Je­sus loves me.


I am so glad that Je­sus loves me,
Jesus loves me, Je­sus loves me.
I am so glad that Je­sus loves me,
Jesus loves even me.

Though I forget Him, and wander away,
Still He doth love me wherever I stray;
Back to His dear loving arms I do flee,
When I remember that Je­sus loves me.


Oh, if there’s only one song I can sing,
When in His beauty I see the great King,
This shall my song through eternity be,
Oh, what a wonder that Je­sus loves me!


Jesus loves me, and I know I love Him;
Love brought Him down my poor soul to redeem;
Yes, it was love made Him die on the tree;
Oh, I am certain that Je­sus loves me!


If one should ask of me, how can I tell?
Glory to Je­sus, I know very well!
God’s Ho­ly Spir­it with mine doth agree,
Constantly witnessing Je­sus loves me.


In this assurance I find sweetest rest,
Trusting in Je­sus, I know I am blessed;
Satan, dismayed, from my soul now doth flee,
When I just tell him that Je­sus loves me.