Words & Music: , in The Fin­est of Wheat, ed­it­ed by George D. El­der­kin (Chi­ca­go, Ill­i­nois: R. R. McCabe & Co., Pub­lish­ers, 1890), num­ber 6.


When times of temptation bring sadness and gloom,
I will tell it to Jesus my Lord;
The last of earth’s treasures borne out to the tomb,
I will tell it to Jesus my Lord.
This earth hath no sorrow
For today or tomorrow,
But Jesus hath known it and felt long ago,
And when it comes o’er me,
And I’m tempted so sorely,
I will tell it to Jesus my Lord.

Refrain

I will tell it to Jesus, to Jesus my Lord;
I will tell it to Jesus,
I will tell it to Jesus my Lord.

When out on the hilltops, away from all sin,
I will tell it to Jesus my Lord;
When joyous and happy the sunshine within,
I will tell it to Jesus my Lord.
To know I’m forgiven
Is a foretaste of Heaven,
And Jesus is dearer to me than before,
Such peacefulness fills me,
Such an ecstasy fills me,
I will tell it to Jesus my Lord.

Refrain

When weary with toiling and ready to faint,
I will tell it to Jesus my Lord;
He never refuses to hear my complaint,
I will tell it to Jesus my Lord.
I’ll cheerfully bear it,
When I’ve Jesus to share it,
His yoke it is easy, His burden is light,
When life becomes dreary,
And I’m footsore and weary,
I will tell it to Jesus my Lord.

Refrain

When darkness is dimming my path to the sky,
I will tell it to Jesus my Lord;
When helpers shall fail me and comforts shall fly,
I will tell it to Jesus my Lord.
Though blurred my life’s pages
By my sin and its wages,
He’s yesterday, now, and forever the same,
I’ll not be forsaken,
Tho’ my life should be taken,
I will tell it to Jesus my Lord.

Refrain