How He Loves

How He Loves
David Crowder Band & 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.
Yeah, He loves us,
Whoa! how He loves us,
Whoa! how He loves us,
Whoa! how He loves.

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 unforseen 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,
Oh! how He loves us,
Oh! how He loves us,
Oh how He loves.
Yeah, He loves us,
Oh! how He loves us,
Oh! how He loves us,
Oh! how He loves
Yeah, He loves us,
Oh! how He loves us,
Oh! how He loves us,
Oh! how He loves us all...

This was submitted by a friend that wished to see this on the blog! So here it is. :)
Also, Happy 4th Of July! 
~Selina