I Tell Him All

I tell Him all; it is so sweet

To lay my bur­den at His feet

My trust He’ll not be­tray;

I know He hears my pray­er in song

My whis­per ’mid the busy throng

A Beth­el ’long the way.

I tell him all—sin

grief

de­sire

He’ll not my trust be­tray;

He’ll stay by me thro’ tri­al’s fire

And keep me all the way.

Amid earth’s storms and gloom and strife

When sec­ret tri­als pierce the life

Like thorns with­in the soul

Jesus then sees my ev­ery loss—

He knows He faint­ed ’neath the cross

And cheers tho’ tem­pests roll.

How blest to know He’ll guide and keep

As shep­herds guard the help­less sheep

In tones both soft and loud;

And tho’ Christ some­times seems to wait

He nev­er yet gave help too late

To gold­en line each cloud.