How much do you love me? I asked Jesus

This much he said and the nails of the scourge bit deep

How much do you love me? I asked

This much he said and the sound of the nails rang loud

How much do you love me? I asked

This much he said, and stretched out his arms and died

How much did you love me and why did you leave me? I said

I didn't leave and this much, he cried, and love arose in my chest

I have a problem in my life ; another one I said

How much do you love me? This much he said