William Bradbury - Jesus Loves me The Bible tells me so Lyrics
Lyrics
Jesus loves me! This I know, For the Bible tells me so; Little ones to Him belong, They are weak but He is strong.
Yes, Jesus loves me! Yes, Jesus loves me! Yes, Jesus loves me! The Bible tells me so.
Jesus loves me! He who died, Heaven's gate to open wide; He will wash away my sin, Let His little child come in.
Yes, Jesus loves me! Yes, Jesus loves me! Yes, Jesus loves me! The Bible tells me so. The Bible tells me so.
Jesus loves me, loves me still, When I'm very weak and ill; From His shining throne on high, Comes to watch me where I lie.
Yes, Jesus loves me! Yes, Jesus loves me! Yes, Jesus loves me! The Bible tells me so.
Jesus loves me, He will stay Close beside me all the way; He's prepared a home for me, And some day His face I'll see.
Yes, Jesus loves me! Yes, Jesus loves me! Yes, Jesus loves me! The Bible tells me so.
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Meaning & Inspiration
I’ve been thinking about those lines lately, especially the part about being weak but Him being strong. It’s funny how something we learn as toddlers can hit so differently when you’re actually dealing with life. Paul talks about that power being perfected in weakness, and it really feels like the song is just putting music to that. It’s not just a cute nursery rhyme; it’s basically saying our own strength is irrelevant, which is honestly a relief. If it all depends on my ability to stay on track, I’m in trouble.
But then I stop and look at the claim that the Bible tells me so. It does say He came to seek and save, and I know the Gospels are full of Him reaching out to people who couldn't help themselves. Yet, there’s a part of me that wonders if we reduce it too much. Like, is it really that simple? Maybe it is. When I think about Him dying to open heaven's gate, it’s not just about a feeling; it’s about a massive cost. It feels like the song skips over the weight of that sacrifice, but maybe for a child, or even for me right now, the weight is too much to carry anyway.
The idea that He stays close when I’m ill or just struggling—that’s a hard one to hold onto sometimes. I know Scripture says He’ll never leave or forsake, but my experience feels so different on the days when it's just quiet and I don't feel anything at all. I want to believe the lyrics are true, that He’s actually there, but does my doubt change the reality of it? I don't know. It’s strange to think that my knowing it rests entirely on a book, and if I ever lost the book, would the love stop being real? That’s probably the wrong question to ask, but it keeps rattling around in my head while I’m trying to sing the chorus.