1 Jesus all my grief is sharing,
He my mansion is preparing,
When I’m trembling and despairing,
He will ever hear my call;
When the storms are round me sweeping,
Tho’ in helplessness I’m sleeping,
I am safe in His own keeping,
This to me is best of all:
Best of all, best of all,
I am safe in His own keeping,
This to me is best of all.
2 Jesus loves and watches o’er me,
When astray He will restore me;
Angel guards He sends before me,
Lest in fatal snares I fall;
With His friends He hath enrolled me,
By His might He will uphold me,
In His arms He will enfold me,
This to me is best of all:
Best of all, best of all,
In His arms He will enfold me,
This to me is best of all.
3 Jesus loves, and He will guide me,
All I need He will provide me,
In His bosom He will hide me,
When the woes of life appall;
He will hear my feeblest sighing,
Needful grace to me supplying,
He’ll be with me when I’m dying,
This to me is best of all:
Best of all, best of all,
He’ll be with me when I’m dying,
This to me is best of all.