1 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.
2 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.
3 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.