1 Close to the heart of Jesus,
I can forget all care:
Bring Him my every burden,
And safely leave it there.
Close to the heart of Jesus--
Close in the troublous time,
There is my Strength--my Refuge--
And there my Hope sublime.

Chorus:
Close to the heart of Jesus,
There I may softly tell
Failure, and toil, and trial,--
And telling Him,--all is well.

2 Ever His love hath spoken.
Whether ‘tis storm or calm;
Never are hearts so broken,
But He gives healing balm,
”Like as a mother comforts”--
Comforts her own--distressed,
So doth my Saviour comfort,
And give the weary rest. [Chorus]

3 Close to the heart of Jesus,
I shall not know defeat;
Triumph is mine--and gladness--
And blessedness complete.
Trusting I lean upon Him,
Close to His wounded side,
Close to His great compassion,
And there with joy abide. [Chorus]