I have been alone with Jesus,
With my head upon His breast,
For I was so very weary,
That I wanted there to rest;
I have been alone with Jesus,
And He bade me stay awhile;
And I felt it very precious,
In the sunshine of His smile.
With a trembling heart I told Him,
While with joy I lingered there,
All the burden of my sorrow,
And my heavy weight of care;
How the voice of Satan’s whisperings
Often called me into sin;
And I asked Him if I might not
Stay forever there with Him.
Shall I tell you what He told me,
While I still was waiting there;
For it took away my trouble,
And it took away my care;
O, He told me that He loved me
Tho’ a wayward, erring child;
And I looked so very happy
As He looked on me and smiled.
Then He told me I was welcome
Evermore with Him to stay,
And He said that He would never
Cast His loving one away;
Lo, He said, I am thy Saviour,
As a rock I firmly stand;
Come and rest beneath My shadow
In this weary, thirsty land.