Jehovah, to my prayer give ear,
Nor hide Thee from my cry;
Attend my sad complaint, and hear
My restless moan and sigh.
My enemies lift up their voice,
The violent oppress;
To do me wrong my foes rejoice,
And love my soul’s distress.

Sore pained in heart I find no ease,
Death’s terrors fill my soul,
Great fear and trembling on me seize,
And horrors o’er me roll.
O had I wings, I sigh and say,
Like some swift dove to roam,
Then I would hasten far away
And a find a peaceful home.

Lo, wandering far, my rest would be
In some lone desert waste;
I from the stormy wind would flee,
And to a shelter haste.
O Lord, their malice recompense
Their wicked tongues confound,
For in the city violence
And bitter strife abound.

They walk her walls both night and day,
Within all vices meet;
Oppression, fraud and crime hold sway,
Nor leave the crowded street.
No foreign foe provokes alarm,
But enemies within;
May God destroy their power to harm
And recompense their sin.

O God, give Thou ear to my plea,
And hide not Thyself from my cry;
O hearken and answer Thou me,
As restless and weary I sigh.

O that I had wings like a dove,
For then I would fly far away
And seek for the rest that I love,
Where trouble no more could dismay.

Nay, soul, call on God all the day;
The Lord for thy help will appear;
At eve, morn, and noon humbly pray,
And He thy petition will hear.

Thy burden now cast on the Lord,
And He shall thy weakness sustain;
The righteous who trust in His Word
Unmoved shall forever remain.

On joyful wings our raptured souls
Would mount and spread their flight,
And from Mount Pisgah’s top behold
The land of pure delight.

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Above the clouds, above the stars,
That heav’nly region fair,
Where He, our Lord and Savior, dwells,
Our home, our home is there.

Sweet visions oft His love reveals,
Of that divine abode;
And with His kind, protecting hand,
He leads us on the road.

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O blessèd hope that bears us up,
And stills each throb of care!
The night will pass, the morn will come,
And we shall soon be there.

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Had I the pinions of a dove,
How would I fly away,
To realms of light and joy and love,
In portals of the day!

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O give me the wings of a dove,
To fly and be at rest,
To seek the bliss of Heav’n above
Which those who find are blest.

Tho’ thru this weary world I tread,
At morn, to God my Friend,
At noon, and e’er I seek my bed,
My prayer shall still ascend.

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O cast thy burden on the Lord,
Whose goodness doth sustain;
The tender mercies of thy God
Shall ease thy load of pain.

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So thou unmoved shalt pass along,
Thru life’s short fleeting day,
And carry in thy heart a song,
Until the sunset ray.

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On God alone my soul relies,
And He will soon relieve;
The Lord will hear my plaintive cries
At morning, noon, and eve.

He has redeemed my soul in peace,
From conflict set me free;
My many foes are made to cease,
And strive no more with me.

The living God in righteousness
Will recompense with shame
The men, who hardened by success,
Forget to fear His Name.

All treacherous friends who overreach
And break their plighted troth,
Who hide their hate with honeyed speech
With such the Lord is wroth.

Upon the Lord thy burden cast
To Him bring all thy care;
He will sustain and hold thee fast,
And give thee strength to bear.

God will not let His saints be moved;
Protected, they will shall see
Their foes cut off and sin reproved;
O God, I trust in Thee.

Cast thy burden on the Lord,
Only lean upon His Word;
Thou wilt soon have cause to bless
His eternal faithfulness.

He sustains thee by His hand,
He enables thee to stand;
Those whom Jesus once hath loved
From His grace are never moved.

Human counsels come to naught;
That shall stand which God hath wrought;
His compassion, love, and power,
Are the same forevermore.

Heav’n and earth may pass away,
God’s free grace shall not decay;
He hath promised to fulfill
All the pleasure of His will.

Jesus, Guardian of Thy flock,
Be Thyself our constant Rock;
Make us, by Thy powerful hand,
Strong as Zion’s mountain stand.

When times of temptation bring sadness and gloom,
I will tell it to Jesus my Lord;
The last of earth’s treasures borne out to the tomb,
I will tell it to Jesus my Lord.
This earth hath no sorrow
For today or tomorrow,
But Jesus hath known it and felt long ago,
And when it comes o’er me,
And I’m tempted so sorely,
I will tell it to Jesus my Lord.

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I will tell it to Jesus, to Jesus my Lord;
I will tell it to Jesus,
I will tell it to Jesus my Lord.

When out on the hilltops, away from all sin,
I will tell it to Jesus my Lord;
When joyous and happy the sunshine within,
I will tell it to Jesus my Lord.
To know I’m forgiven
Is a foretaste of Heaven,
And Jesus is dearer to me than before,
Such peacefulness fills me,
Such an ecstasy fills me,
I will tell it to Jesus my Lord.

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When weary with toiling and ready to faint,
I will tell it to Jesus my Lord;
He never refuses to hear my complaint,
I will tell it to Jesus my Lord.
I’ll cheerfully bear it,
When I’ve Jesus to share it,
His yoke it is easy, His burden is light,
When life becomes dreary,
And I’m footsore and weary,
I will tell it to Jesus my Lord.

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When darkness is dimming my path to the sky,
I will tell it to Jesus my Lord;
When helpers shall fail me and comforts shall fly,
I will tell it to Jesus my Lord.
Though blurred my life’s pages
By my sin and its wages,
He’s yesterday, now, and forever the same,
I’ll not be forsaken,
Tho’ my life should be taken,
I will tell it to Jesus my Lord.

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Oh, come, sinner, come! ’tis mercy’s call;
Here at Jesus’ feet!
Oh come, and, repenting, lay thy all
Down at Jesus’ feet!

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Oh, lay it down! lay it down!
Lay thy weary burden down!
Oh, lay it down! lay it down,
Down at Jesus’ feet!

Oh come, and, believing, seek thy rest
Here at Jesus’ feet!
Thy heart, with its heavy weight oppressed,
Lay at Jesus’ feet!

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Oh come, where thy faith can make thee whole,
Here at Jesus’ feet!
Oh come, and thy weary, troubled soul
Lay at Jesus’ feet!

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Oh come! bless the Lord, there’s room for thee,
Here at Jesus’ feet!
Thy burden of guilt, whate’er it be,
Lay at Jesus feet!

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If the world from you withhold of its silver and its gold,
And you have to get along with meager fare,
Just remember, in His Word, how He feeds the little bird;
Take your burden to the Lord and leave it there.

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Leave it there, leave it there,
Take your burden to the Lord and leave it there.
If you trust and never doubt, He will surely bring you out.
Take your burden to the Lord and leave it there.

If your body suffers pain and your health you can’t regain,
And your soul is almost sinking in despair,
Jesus knows the pain you feel, He can save and He can heal;
Take your burden to the Lord and leave it there.

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When your enemies assail and your heart begins to fail,
Don’t forget that God in Heaven answers prayer;
He will make a way for you and will lead you safely through.
Take your burden to the Lord and leave it there.

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When your youthful days are gone and old age is stealing on,
And your body bends beneath the weight of care;
He will never leave you then, He’ll go with you to the end.
Take your burden to the Lord and leave it there.

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Lord, what a change within us one short hour
Spent in Thy presence will prevail to make;
What heavy burdens from our bosoms take,
What parchèd fields refresh as with a shower!

We kneel, and all around us seems to lower;
We rise, and all, the distant and the near,
Stands forth in sunny outline, brave and clear;
We kneel, how weak; we rise, how full of power.

Why should we ever weak or heartless be,
Why are we ever overborne with care,
Anxious or troubled, when with us is prayer,
And joy, and strength, and courage are with Thee?

Jesus, I will trust Thee, trust Thee with my soul;
Guilty, lost, and helpless, Thou canst make me whole.
There is none in Heaven or on earth like Thee:
Thou hast died for sinners—therefore Lord for me.

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In Thy love confiding I will seek Thy face,
Worship and adore Thee, for Thy wondrous grace.
Jesus, I will trust Thee, trust Thee with my soul;
Guilty, lost and helpless, Thou canst make me whole.

Jesus, I can trust Thee, trust Thy written Word,
Since Thy voice of mercy I have often heard,
When Thy Spirit teacheth, to my taste how sweet—
Only may I hearken, sitting at Thy feet.

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Jesus, I do trust Thee, trust Thee without doubt;
“Whosoever cometh, Thou wilt not cast out,”
Faithful is Thy promise, precious is Thy blood—
These my soul’s salvation, Thou my Savior God!

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Lord Jesus, Thou dost keep Thy child
Through sunshine or through tempests wild;
Jesus, I trust in Thee:
Thine is such wondrous pow’r to save;
Thine is the mighty love that gave
Its all on Calvary.

O glorious Savior, Thee I praise;
To Thee my new glad song I raise,
And tell of what Thou art.
Thy grace is boundless in its store;
Thy face of love shines evermore,
Thou givest me Thy heart.

Upon Thy promises I stand,
Trusting in Thee: Thine own right hand
Doth keep and comfort me;
My soul doth triumph in Thy Word;
Thine, Thine be all the praise, dear Lord,
As Thine the victory.

Love perfecteth what it begins;
Thy power doth save me from my sins;
Thy grace upholdeth me.
This life of trust, how glad, how sweet;
My need and Thy great fullness meet,
And I have all in Thee.