1 All sorrows and joys come unbidden to me,
Life's pleasures and treasures I seek not to see;
Vain hallucinations they ever must be,
Blest Jesus, my Saviour, to thee would I flee.
I'll trust in thee ever, and naught shall e'er sever,
I'm free from the bonds of this world;
I read, "God is love," and now from above
Sweetly he whispers and calls me his child.
2 Why mention the sorrows that burden thy life?
Why enter the conflict of temporal strife?
Since Jesus hath said, "It is not bread alone."
His promise is ever, I'll pilot thee home. [Chorus]
3 I'll trust then in Jesus, for whate'er betides,
My sins are all pardoned with blood from his side;
Oh, brother, if then for our sins he hath died,
Thy wants, tho' they're many, in Jesus confide. [Chorus]