I love to hear the story Which angel voices tell, How once the King of glory Came down on earth to dwell; I am both weak and sinful, But this I surely know, The Lord came down to save me, Because He loved me so. I'm glad my blessed Saviour Was once a child like me, To show how pure and holy His little ones might be; And I should try to follow His footsteps here below; He never will forget me, Because He loved me so. To sing His love and mercy, My sweetest songs I'll raise, And though I cannot see Him, I know He hears my praise; For He has kindly promised That I shall surely go To sing with His redeemed ones, Because He loved me so.