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 roll’d away! Happy day!
From my heart the burden roll’d 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 tear-drop 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.