I left it all with Jesus long ago;
All my sins 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 rolled 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 teardrop 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 dropped her anchor, found her rest
In the calm, sure haven of His breast;
Love esteems it heaven to abide,—
At His side.
O, 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—
O, come home!
"There is one God, and one Mediator between God and men, the Man Christ Jesus."