JESUS IS MINE by Sarah M. Swan

Seventh-day Adventist Missionary Society · Oakland, California · Apr 7, 1881

JESUS IS MINE.

By Sarah M. Swan

BY MRS. SARAH M. SWAN.

WHAT though my path o'er life's rough way, Be strewed with thorns, with snares beset, Though dark and cloudy be my day, And oft with tears my couch be wet, Though worldly hopes be blasted all, And pleasure prove an empty dream, If mid the storm, the gloom, the thrall, My soul can chant the glorious theme, Jesus is mine.

Yes, he is mine, I ask no more, My shepherd, husband, and my friend, My hope when life's brief day is o'er, My shield from evil to defend, My stay on which I now may lean, My refuge from the coming storm, His presence shall my soul sustain, And bring me to that glorious morn; Jesus is mine.

Jesus is mine; let all depart, Come joy or sorrow, grief or pain, To him I give this trembling heart, And he will ne'er the trust disdain. His love shall bear me safely through, Though high the waves of trouble rise, To earth I soon will bid adieu, And sing with angels in the skies; Jesus is mine.