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 realize just how beautiful you are and how great your affections are for me. And oh, how he loves us, oh. Oh, how he loves us. How he loves us oh. (repeat) He loves us. Oh, how he loves us. Oh how, he loves us. And we are his portion and he is our prize, drawn to redemption by the grace in his eyes. If grace is an ocean, then we're all drowning. Heaven meets earth like a sloppy wet kiss and my heart turns violently inside my chest. I don't have time to maintain these regrets, when I think about the way. Oh, how he loves us, oh. Oh, how he loves us. How he loves us oh. He loves us. Oh, how he loves us. Oh how, he loves us.
