"And went and Told Jesus."
Go and tell Jesus, weary sin-sick soul;
He'll ease thee of thy burden, make thee whole:
Look up to him; he only can forgive:
Believe on him, and thou shalt surely live. Go and tell Jesus, when your sins arise,
Like mountains of deep guilt, before your eyes;
His blood was shed, his precious life he gave,
That you might mercy find and pardon have. Go and tell Jesus, in temptation's hour,
When thou seem'st sinking 'neath the tempter's power;
He too was tried and tempted, and he knows
All our deep sorrows, and he feels our woes. Go and tell Jesus, thou who feel'st the need
Of some strong arm; he'll give thee strength indeed—
Will keep thee in the straight and narrow way,
And cheer thee in the long and toilsome day. Go and tell Jesus, when the hand of death
Enters thy home, and with the faltering breath
Thou hear'st the parting word from lips so dear:
He will not chide thy tears; "He wept" when here. Go and tell Jesus, when thou too must part
With earthly scenes, and with a trembling heart
Cross the deep ocean, lying cold and dark;
He will uphold thy steps and guide thy bark. Go and tell Jesus; he'll dispel thy fears,
Will calm thy doubts and wipe away thy tears,
Will take thee in his arm, and on his breast
Thou may'st be happy, and forever rest.