Oh, I left it all with Jesus, long ago
All my sins I brought Him and my woe
When by faith I saw Him bleeding on the tree;
Heard His still small whisper, “’Tis for thee!”
From my weary heart the burden rolled away;
Happy day! happy day!
From my weary heart the burden rolled away;
Happy day! happy day!

Oh, I leave it all with Jesus, for He knows
How to steal the bitter from life’s woes,
How to gild the tear of sorrow with His smile,
Make the desert garden bloom awhile.
Then with all my weakness leaning on His might,
All is light! All is light!
Then with all my weakness leaning on His might,
All is light! All is light!

Oh, I leave it all with Jesus, day by day;
Faith can firmly trust Him, come what may;
Hope has dropped for aye her anchor, found her rest
In the calm, sure haven of His breast.
Love esteems it joy of heaven to abide
At His side! At His side!
Love esteems it joy of Heaven to abide
At His side! At His side!

Leave, oh leave it all with Jesus, drooping soul;
Tell not half thy story, but the whole;
Worlds on worlds are hanging ever on His hand,
Life and death are waiting His command.
Yet His tender, loving mercy makes thee room:
Oh, come home! Oh, come home!
Yet His tender, loving mercy makes thee room:
Oh, come home! Oh, come home!