I left it all with Jesus,
Long ago;
All my sin I brought Him
And my woe.
When by faith I saw Him
On the tree.
Heard His small still whisper,
“‘Tis for thee;”
From my heart the burden
Roll’d away—
Happy day.
I leave it all with Jesus,
For He knows
How to steal the bitter
From life’s woes;
How to gild the tear-drop
With His smile,
Make the desert garden
Bloom awhile:
When my weakness leaneth
On His might.
All seems light.
I leave it all with Jesus,
Day by day:
Faith can firmly trust Him,
Come what may.
Hope has cast her anchor
Found her rest
In the calm, sure haven
Of His breast:
Love esteems it heaven
To abide
At His side.
Oh leave it all with Jesus,
Drooping soul!
Tell not half thy story,
But the whole.
Worlds on worlds are hanging
On His hand,
Life and death are waiting
His command;
Yet His tender bosom
Makes thee room—
Oh come home!