DAY BY DAY (TH/PEACE #13)

TIMELESS HYMNS - A special feature where every few weeks I choose a hymn that I have written about before, revise and update it, and share it once again because I think it has a powerful message that we need.  This one was shared previously on June 4, 2017. 

          With the pandemic we never know what a day will bring.  Will it hit us or one of our loved ones?  Will it affect our job?  Will we be able to spend time with our family and friends?  Will we be able to attend a church service in person?  So many questions without any answers ... enough to create anxiety.

          What will tomorrow bring?  We don't know except that the Lord will be there to give us the strength that we will need.  Today He protects us and walks with us.  Tomorrow will be the same.  Day by day He himself is near us with a special mercy for each hour.

         I am often amazed at how many great hymns were written as a result of a tragedy.  This week's timeless choice is a good example of that.  It was written by Karolina Sandell-Berg (1832 - 1903) who is often called the Swedish Fanny Crosby.  Her many songs flowed from a broken heart after being with her father, a Swedish pastor, when he fell overboard as they were crossing a lake in Sweden. He drowned before he could be rescued. 

         So she knew exactly what it meant when she penned the words, "Day by day, and with each passing moment, strength I find to meet my trials here." and "Help me, Lord, when toil and trouble meeting, E'er to take, as from a father's hand, one by one, the days, the moments fleeting, Till I reach the promised land."  

         This hymn has been an encouragement to me so often in my life.  I vividly recall a time when I was unexpectedly facing a major change in my life. As I took my morning walk, my heart was very heavy. I walked and prayed and listened to the early morning music on one of our area Christian radio stations. Suddenly I heard this song being sung.  And, it ministered powerfully to my need at that exact moment - God's answer to my prayer.  Strength I find to meet my trials here ... I've no cause to worry or to fear ... a special mercy for each hour ... His protection ... His promises ... my Father's hand.  I've often sung this song when I was preparing for surgery or having difficult physical tests performed.  It has often calmed my spirit during MRI's.  

         Now I don't know what particular challenge you might be facing in addition to Covid19 today.  It is so easy to worry and get discouraged.  But you can rest in the knowledge that, "Every day the Lord Himself is near me, with a special mercy for each hour;  All my cares He fain would bear and cheer me, He whose name is Counselor and Power. The protection of His child and treasure Is a charge that on Himself He laid." I challenge you to meditate upon these powerful words today as you trust Christ to meet your need.

1.     Day by day, and with each passing moment,

Strength I find to meet my trials here;

Trusting in my Father's wise bestowment,

I've no cause for worry or for fear.

He, whose heart is kind beyond all measure,

Gives unto each day what He deems best,

Lovingly its part of pain and pleasure,

Mingling toil with peace and rest.

2.     Every day the Lord Himself is near me,

With a special mercy for each hour;

All my cares He fain would bear and cheer me,

He whose name is Counselor and Pow'r.

The protection of His child and treasure

Is a charge that on Himself He laid;

"As thy days, thy strength shall be in measure,"

This the pledge to me He made.

3.     Help me then, in every tribulation,

So to trust Thy promises, O Lord,

That I lose not faith's sweet consolation,

Offered me within Thy holy Word.

Help me, Lord, when toil and trouble meeting,

E'er to take, as from a father's hand,

One by one, the days, the moments fleeting,

Till I reach the promised land.

Listen to it being sung here.      STRENGTH.

SAFE IN THE ARMS OF JESUS - (TH/PEACE 12))

TIMELESS HYMN  - Another revised and repeated blog of one of the great hymns of the faith which was originally shared on May 3, 2009  

          Several times this week I have heard the words of this hymn either mentioned or sung.  It is a tremendous encouragement to God's children who are going through times of stress, or persecution, or illness, or bereavement.  No matter what our circumstances may be, including COVID 19, God's children are safe in the arms of Jesus.  Nothing can tear us away from that position of safety and comfort. How often in this life we have found comfort and safety in the arms of a parent, spouse or loved one. This hymn is one of the thousands of hymns written by Fanny Crosby, the blind hymn writer.  I imagine that in her blindness she understood fully the truth of this great hymn.  I often marvel at how some of these hymns have been written.  On April 30, 1868, Dr. W. H. Doane came to Fanny and said "I have exactly forty minutes before my train leaves for Cincinnati.  Here is a melody.  Can you write words for it?"  Twenty minutes later she recited the words.  Mr. Doane copied them and still had time to catch his train.  And with that a precious hymn was born. What a gift God gave Fanny and oh how this hymn has blessed millions over the years.  Today if you are facing times of fear or stress, rest safely in the arms of Jesus, the One who really loves you and cares for you.

(1)  Safe in the arms of Jesus, safe on His gentle breast,

There by His love o'ershaded, sweetly my soul shall rest.

Hark! 'tis the voice of angels, borne in a song to me.

Over the fields of glory, over the jasper sea.

Refrain

Safe in the arms of Jesus, safe on His gentle breast

There by His love o'ershaded, sweetly my soul shall rest.

(2)   Safe in the arms of Jesus, safe from corroding care,

Safe from the world's temptations, sin cannot harm me there.

Free from the blight of sorrow, free from my doubts and fears;

Only a few more trials, only a few more tears!

Refrain

Safe in the arms of Jesus, safe on His gentle breast

There by His love o'ershaded, sweetly my soul shall rest

(3)   Jesus, my heart's dear Refuge, Jesus has died for me;

Firm on the Rock of Ages, ever my trust shall be.

Here let me wait with patience, wait till the night is over;

Wait till I see the morning break on the golden shore.

Refrain

Safe in the arms of Jesus, safe on His gentle breast

There by His love o'ershaded, sweetly my soul shall rest

Listen to it here.   SAFETY

I NEED THEE EVERY HOUR (TH/PEACE #11))

TIMELESS HYMN - Another revised and repeated blog of one of the great hymns of the faith originally shared on June 13, 2010.

         How was your week? Was it filled with the usual challenges of life with some new ones thrown in for good measure?  Does the COVID 19 situation fill your mind and life with anxiety and fear?  Are your nerves frayed with concerns about tomorrow?  Are you having trouble adjusting to all the changes we now must make?
          Well probably all of us have similar concerns and times when our strength just doesn't xeem to be enough to get us through. It's then that we realize how much we really need the Lord - every day, every hour, every minute. And somehow I think that the older we get the more needy and dependent we become on His strength, wisdom and presence - at least I do.  

         As I thought about this  I was drawn to this week's hymn choice which I remember singing so often while I was growing up. The author of this hymn, Annie S. Hawkes, shared some of the details behind her writing of this in 1872. "I remember well the morning . . . when in the midst of the daily cares of my home . . . I was so filled with the sense of nearness to the Master that, wondering how one could live without Him either in joy or pain, into my mind, the thought at once taking full possession of me . . . For myself the hymn was prophetic rather than expressive of my own experience at the time it was written, and I do not understand why it so touched the great throbbing heart of humanity." 

         She gave the simple poem to her pastor, Dr. Robert Lowry. As he read and re-read it he realized that Anne had produced her finest work of poetry. He sat at his organ and composed the tune and then added a chorus to complete the work. Sixteen years later, Mrs. Hawks experienced the death of her husband. Years after, she wrote: "It was not until long after, when the shadow fell over my way, the shadow of a great loss, that I understood something of the comforting power in the words which I had been permitted to give out to others in my hour of sweet serenity and peace." 

         Maybe this week this hymn will also be a comfort to you as you recognize your need of the Lord in your daily life and as you experience His presence, every hour, as you face the daily challenges of life.

(1)   I need thee every hour, most gracious Lord;

no tender voice like thine can peace afford.

I need thee, O I need thee;

every hour I need thee;

O bless me now, my Savior, I come to thee.

(2)   I need thee every hour; stay thou nearby;

temptations lose their power when thou art nigh.

I need thee, O I need thee;

every hour I need thee;

O bless me now, my Savior, I come to thee.

(3)   I need thee every hour, in joy or pain;

come quickly and abide, or life is vain.

I need thee, O I need thee;

every hour I need thee;

O bless me now, my Savior, I come to thee.

(4)   I need thee every hour; teach me thy will;

and thy rich promises in me fulfill.

I need thee, O I need thee;

every hour I need thee;

O bless me now, my Savior, I come to thee.

(5)   I need thee every hour, most Holy One;

O make me thine indeed, thou blessed Son.

I need thee, O I need thee;

every hour I need thee;

O bless me now, my Savior, I come to thee.

Listen to it here. LISTEN

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JESUS TOOK MY BURDEN - (TH/PEACE #10)

          Do you have any burdens?  Are there things that are troubling you today?  If your answer is "no", you might be unique.

          I think most people today are living with concerns about the unusual situations that we are facing today.  Will you or your loved ones catch Covid19?  If you do, will you survive it?  Will you keep your job?  Will you lose your savings?  Will life ever return to what we knew as normal?  

          Today we are all facing serious problems and concerns that we never even considered three months ago.  Now what can be done about these burdens?

          I recall my grandfather sharing this illustration in one of his sermons.  There was an elderly man walking slowly along a country road, carrying a very heavy package.  He was struggling from the weight of his burden. A man passing by in a horse drawn cart stopped and invited him to relieve himself of the burden by riding in his cart.  The old man accepted the invitation but continued to hold his package rather than placing it on the cart.  His burden was not relieved. 

          His reaction was the same as the way so many of us respond today with our burdens.  We all face many burdens including the heavy burden of sin.  "All have sinned and come short of the glory of God."  Romans 3:23. But today many try to deny that burden or try unsuccessful ways to deal with it. "For mine iniquities are gone over mine head: as an heavy burden they are too heavy for me."  Psalm 38:4.  This week's hymn shares the only way for mankind to get rid of this burden, " When I, a poor, lost sinner, before the Lord did fall, and in the name of Jesus for pardon loud did call; He heard my supplication, and soon the weak was strong, for Jesus took my burden and left me with a song."  

          But after we are relieved of the burden of sin through His love and grace, we continue to face various different burdens during our walk on this earth.  "Ofttimes the way is dreary,and rugged seems the road, Ofttimes i'm weak and weary, when bent beneath some load." "When I was crushed with sorrow I bowed in deep despair. My load of grief and heartache seemed more than I could bear."  Have you faced times like these?  I imagine that you have. I know that I have - it's part of  living in this world.  But I hope that your experience with these burdens was, "'Twas when I heard a whisper ... You to the lord belong. Then Jesus took my burden, and left me with a song."  

          These words were probably the experience of the one who wrote them, Johnson Oatman Jr. (1856 - 1922).  He served as a visiting preacher in many churches. He also worked in the mercantile trade, and then the insurance business. But the man is remembered today mainly for the many gospel songs he wrote - about five thousand of them. These include No Not One, Under His Wings, Higher Ground, and Count Your Blessings.  

           Oatman concludes this hymn with the testimony,  "I'll trust Him for the future, He knoweth all the way. For with His eye He'll guide me, along life's pilgrim way."  Psalm 55:22 also challenges us to "Cast thy burden upon the Lord, and he shall sustain thee: he shall never suffer the righteous to be moved."  Are you carrying a heavy burden today?  Don't be like the elderly man who held on to his package rather than letting the wagon carry the load.  Cast your heavy burden upon the Lord who cares for you.  He'll take your burden and leave you with a song.  

1     When I, a poor, lost sinner,

Before the Lord did fall,

And in the name of Jesus

For pardon loud did call;

He heard my supplication,

And soon the weak was strong,

For Jesus took my burden,

And left me with a song.

Chorus:

Yes, Jesus took my burden

I could no longer bear,

Yes, Jesus took my burden

In answer to my prayer;

My anxious fears subsided

My spirit was made strong,

For Jesus took my burden,

And let me with a song.

2      Ofttimes the way is dreary,

And rugged seems the road,

Ofttimes i'm weak and weary,

When bent beneath some load;

But when I cry in weakness, 

"How long, O Lord, how long?"

Then Jesus takes the burden,

And leaves we with a song.

Chorus:

Yes, Jesus took my burden

I could no longer bear,

Yes, Jesus took my burden

In answer to my prayer;

My anxious fears subsided

My spirit was made strong,

For Jesus took my burden,

And let me with a song.

3      When I was crushed with sorrow

I bowed in deep despair,

My load of grief and heartache

Seemed more than I could bear;

'Twas when I heard a whisper,

"You to the lord belong,"

Then Jesus took my burden,

And left me with a song. 

Chorus:

Yes, Jesus took my burden

I could no longer bear,

Yes, Jesus took my burden

In answer to my prayer;

My anxious fears subsided

My spirit was made strong,

For Jesus took my burden,

And let me with a song.

4      I'll trust Him for the future,

He knoweth all the way,

For with His eye He'll guide me

Along life's pilgrim way;

And I will tell in heaven,

While ages roll along, 

How Jesus took my burden,

And left me with a song. [

Chorus:

Yes, Jesus took my burden

I could no longer bear,

Yes, Jesus took my burden

In answer to my prayer;

My anxious fears subsided

My spirit was made strong,

For Jesus took my burden,

And let me with a song.

Listen to it here.  BURDENS

HIS EYE IS ON THE SPARROW (TH/PEACE #9)

          Unemployment, retirement fund loses, shelter in place, sudden deaths, social distancing, closure of schools and churches, shortages of toilet paper and food, economic disaster ... so many unexpected major problems in such a short time.

          It is not surprising that so many are worried, discouraged and troubled.  We've never seen anything like it and we wonder if anything will ever be back to normal once again.  Is there any hope left in this life?

          Looking out our kitchen window I often enjoy watching dozens of birds who daily come to feast at our bird feeders.  And I am often reminded how the Lord cares for these small members of his creation. "Look at the birds of the air; they neither sow nor reap nor gather into barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not of more value than they?" (Matthew 6:26).  "Are not two sparrows sold for a farthing? and one of them shall not fall on the ground without your Father. But the very hairs of your head are all numbered. Fear ye not therefore, ye are of more value than many sparrows" (Matthew 10:29–31).  

          The birds are a daily reminder to me of my Father's care for me.  Often I need that reminder when facing the toils, discouragements and cares of daily living.  These scriptures were the inspiration for this week's song which has encouraged listeners for over a century.

          According to Civilla Martin, writer of the lyrics, "Early in the spring of 1905, my husband and I were sojourning in Elmira, New York. We contracted a deep friendship for a couple by the name of Mr. and Mrs. Doolittle - true saints of God. Mrs. Doolittle had been bedridden for nearly twenty years. Her husband was an incurable cripple who had to propel himself to and from his business in a wheel chair. Despite their afflictions, they lived happy Christian lives, bringing inspiration and comfort to all who knew them. 

           One day while we were visiting with the Doolittles, my husband commented on their bright hopefulness and asked them for the secret of it. Mrs. Doolittle's reply was simple: "His eye is on the sparrow, and I know He watches me."  The beauty of this simple expression of boundless faith gripped the hearts and fired the imagination of Dr. Martin and me. The hymn "His Eye Is on the Sparrow" was the outcome of that experience." 

          The next day she mailed the poem to Charles Gabriel, who supplied the music. Singer Ethel Waters helped make this song popular and she so loved this song that she used its name as the title for her autobiography.  

          Of course I don't know all that is going on in your life right now, but I am sure that you, too, often face times of frustration, challenge and discouragement.  In those times be reminded that, if you are a child of God, He will take care of you.  Your heart need not be troubled.  He is your constant friend and will put a song in your heart as you experience His care, comfort and leading - even during a pandemic.  If He can see and care for the sparrow, certainly He will see and care for you. 

           "For His eye is on the sparrow and I know He watches me!"  Be encouraged, God is in control!

(1)     Why should I feel discouraged, 

why should the shadows come,

Why should my heart be lonely, 
and long for heaven and home,

When Jesus is my portion? 
My constant friend is He:

His eye is on the sparrow, 
and I know He watches me;

His eye is on the sparrow, 
and I know He watches me.

I sing because I'm happy,

I sing because I'm free,

For His eye is on the sparrow,

And I know He watches me.

(2)     "Let not your heart be troubled," 
His tender word I hear,

And resting on His goodness, 
I lose my doubts and fears;

Though by the path He leadeth, 
but one step I may see;

His eye is on the sparrow, 
and I know He watches me;

His eye is on the sparrow, 
and I know He watches me.

I sing because I'm happy,

I sing because I'm free,

For His eye is on the sparrow,

And I know He watches me.

(3)     Whenever I am tempted, 
whenever clouds arise,

When songs give place to sighing, 
when hope within me dies,

I draw the closer to Him, 
from care He sets me free;

His eye is on the sparrow, 
and I know He watches me;

His eye is on the sparrow, 
and I know He watches me.

I sing because I'm happy,

I sing because I'm free,

For His eye is on the sparrow,

And I know He watches me.

Listen to it here.    SPARROW

GOD HATH NOT PROMISED (TH/PEACE #8)

        So often when life seems to be filled with disappointments and despair we wonder why God would allow us to face such obstacles on our pathway through this world.  Why does this happen to me?  The question "Why?" is probably the question that most believers use the most often.  And often the answer comes years later or maybe not even until we reach heaven.

          But we can be assured of several things.  God understands and cares.  He allows us to face difficult things for our growth.  He never gives us more than we can handle.  He never leaves us alone.  He will walk with  us through the darkest valley.  He loves His children. 

          After the death of my father, I claimed several of his pictures. One was a picture of Jesus knocking at the door. That one had hung in our living room most of my life. Another was a picture of Jesus with little children. I gave that one to him after he had served for many years as Sunday School superintendent. 

         A third consisted of the words to this week's hymn choice. A note on the back of the picture explains that it had hung on the wall of the parsonage in Spring City about 1920, shortly after the poem was put to music in 1919.  That was just after the tragic death of my grandfather in the Spanish Flu in 1918.   I've hung this right next to my bed where I can see the words each morning and again at night. It is a great reminder that God has not promised us an easy path. We will be subject to the storms of life, whether it be with our health, our job, our finances, our family members, or even our ministry. But God has promised us strength for the day and grace for the trials of life. 

          This was the experience of the hymn writer, Annie Flint. She was adopted as a young girl and attended school in Trenton, New Jersey. She became a teacher but had to quit after only a few years when severe arthritis made her unable to walk. She was moved to the Clifton Springs Sanitarium and began writing poetry. Many of her verses were published on cards and in magazines. 

         William M. Runyan put this poem to music. As you read the words and listen to the music you can't help but realize that the words were the personal experience of the writer. 

         Have you found the same to be true in your life? Are you troubled today with a path that is so hard? Remember that God will provide strength, wisdom and peace as you trust Him. 

(1) God hath not promised skies always blue,

Flower strewn pathways all our lives through;

God hath not promised sun without rain,

Joy without sorrow, peace without pain.

Refrain

But God hath promised strength for the day,

Rest for the labor, light for the way,

Grace for the trials, help from above,

Unfailing sympathy, undying love.

(2) God hath not promised we shall not know

Toil and temptation, trouble and woe;

He hath not told us we shall not bear

Many a burden, many a care.

Refrain

But God hath promised strength for the day,

Rest for the labor, light for the way,

Grace for the trials, help from above,

Unfailing sympathy, undying love.

(3) God hath not promised smooth road and wide,

Swift, easy travel, needing no guide;

Never a mountain rocky and steep,

Never a river turbid and deep.

Refrain

But God hath promised strength for the day,

Rest for the labor, light for the way,

Grace for the trials, help from above,

Unfailing sympathy, undying love.

Listen to it being sung. LISTEN

GOD WILL TAKE CARE OF YOU (TH/PEACE #7)

        Are you feeling the pressure of the events and changes all around us?  Do you have anxiety about the future?  Are you worried about your health and that of your family and friends?  Do you wonder how you will get along if you are unemployed or if your retirement is wiped out with the hits the economy has taken?

          Well if you are, you are not alone. We are all facing days of difficulty and concern. These are days when many are worrying about our circumstances and our future and we feel all alone. Nobody seems to care about us. 

          It's at times like this when we need to be reminded that somebody does care and that God will take care of His children, no matter what may be the test or challenge or how hopeless things seem to be. He is the only one who knows our present and our tomorrows. He will never leave us even when those closest to us seem to.      

         This week's popular hymn of spiritual encouragement was written in 1904, by Rev. and Mrs. Stillman Martin. It was composed while the Martins were spending several weeks as guests at the Practical Bible Training School at Lestershire, New York.  Rev. Martin was involved in helping the president of the school, John A. Davis, prepare a songbook. 

          Martin, a well-known Baptist evangelist, was invited to preach at a church some distance from the Bible school. That Sunday morning, Mrs. Martin became suddenly ill, making it impossible for her to accompany her husband to his preaching engagement. Mr. Martin seriously considered canceling his speaking assignment, since he would need to be gone from her for a considerable time. Just then, however, their young son spoke up and said, "Father, don't you think that if God wants you to preach today, He will take care of mother while you are away?" Agreeing, Martin kept his preaching appointment  The service proved to be unusually blessed of God, with several people professing Christ as Savior as a result of the sermon. 

          Returning later that evening, Martin found his wife greatly improved in health. And, while he was gone, she had been busily engaged in preparing a new hymn text, inspired by the chance remark of their young son earlier that day. That same evening, Stillman Martin composed the music for his wife's words just as they are still sung today. 

         The next year, this hymn appeared in a collection, Songs of Redemption and Praise, compiled for the school by Martin and President John Davis. "God Will Take Care of You" soon became a favorite hymn of Christian people everywhere. 

          May this great hymn encourage you this week.  Remember there is no problem, even Covid 19,  that is too big for Him to handle.  There is nothing too new for Him to solve.  And He will be there to care for you and protect you even in the darkest hour.  Trust Him.

(1)   Be not dismayed whate'er betide,

God will take care of you;

beneath His wings of love abide,

God will take care of you.

God will take care of you,

through every day, o'er all the way;

He will take care of you,

God will take care of you.

(2)   Through days of toil when heart doth fail,

God will take care of you;

when dangers fierce your path assail,

God will take care of you.

God will take care of you,

through every day, o'er all the way;

He will take care of you,

God will take care of you.

(3)   All you may need He will provide,

God will take care of you;

nothing you ask will be denied,

God will take care of you.

God will take care of you,

through every day, o'er all the way;

He will take care of you,

God will take care of you.

(4)   No matter what may be the test,

God will take care of you;

lean, weary one, upon his breast,

God will take care of you

God will take care of you,

through every day, o'er all the way;

He will take care of you,

God will take care of you.

Listen to it here.    CARE

I MUST TELL JESUS (TH/PEACE #6)

        Wouldn't it be nice if you had someone with whom to share your concerns and fears especially during the virus which the world is suffering.  It would even be better if your friend could comfort you and relieve your anxiety.  But any friends you might have are probably facing the same fears that you ae wrestling with.  And they can't do anything to solve your problems.

         I must admit that during times like this I wish that I could talk to my dad once again.  He was wise and his faith was strong.  But while he might have comforted  me, he couldn't really solve the problems we are all facing today.

          But there is one who is always available to listen.  He is there to comfort and guide us.  

He can give us peace and relieve our anxiety.  And if we desire guidance, peace and comfort, all we must do is share our concerns with him and trust him for the help that we need.

          Such was the experience of Elisha Hoffman, a pastor in Lebanon, PA.  He shared that there was a woman to whom God had permitted many experiences of sorrow and affliction. Coming to her home one day for a pastoral visit, he found her very much discouraged. She unburdened her heart, concluding with the question, "Brother Hoffman, what shall I do?" 

         According to Hoffman, "I quoted from the Word and then added, You cannot do better than to take all of your sorrows to Jesus. You must tell Jesus." For a moment she seemed lost in meditation. Then her eyes lighted as she exclaimed, "Yes, I must tell Jesus." 

         As Hoffman left her home he had a vision of that joy-illuminated face and he heard all along his pathway the echo, "I must tell Jesus. I must tell Jesus." After returning home, Hoffman wrote both the words and the music to this comforting hymn. It always amazes me how so many of the great hymns were written so quickly and often resulted from experiences of sorrow and pain. 

         Maybe today your burdens about the virus and your friends and family are very heavy and you don't know what to do. Let the words of this week's hymn tell you what you should do.

(1) I must tell Jesus all of my trials,

I cannot bear these burdens alone;

In my distress He kindly will help me,

He ever loves and cares for His own.

Refrain:

I must tell Jesus! I must tell Jesus!

I cannot bear my burdens alone;

I must tell Jesus! I must tell Jesus!

Jesus can help me, Jesus alone.

(2) I must tell Jesus all of my troubles,

He is a kind, compassionate Friend;

If I but ask Him He will deliver,

Make of my troubles quickly an end.

Refrain:

I must tell Jesus! I must tell Jesus!

I cannot bear my burdens alone;

I must tell Jesus! I must tell Jesus!

Jesus can help me, Jesus alone.

(3) Tempted and tried I need a great Savior,

One who can help my burdens to bear;

I must tell Jesus, I must tell Jesus:

He all my cares and sorrows will share.

Refrain:

I must tell Jesus! I must tell Jesus!

I cannot bear my burdens alone;

I must tell Jesus! I must tell Jesus!

Jesus can help me, Jesus alone.

(4) What must I do when worldliness calls me?

What must I do when tempted to sin?

I must tell Jesus, and He will help me

Over the world the vict'ry to win.

Refrain:

I must tell Jesus! I must tell Jesus!

I cannot bear my burdens alone;

I must tell Jesus! I must tell Jesus!

Jesus can help me, Jesus alone.

Listen to it here.   TELL JESUS