Refrain:
O a little talk with Jesus makes it right, all right,
Little talk with Jesus makes it right, all right,
Troubles of every kind,
Thank God I'll always find
That a little talk with Jesus makes it right.
1 My brother, I remember when I was a sinner lost,
I cried, "Have mercy, Jesus,"
But still my soul was tossed,
Till I heard King Jesus say,
"Come here, I am the way;"
And a little talk with Jesus makes it right. [Refrain]
2 Sometimes the forked lightning and muttering thunder, too,
Of trials and temptations
Make it hard for me and you,
But Jesus is our friend,
He'll keep us to the end;
And a little talk with Jesus makes it right. [Refrain]
3 My brother and my sister you have trials here like me,
When we are trying to serve the Lord,
And win the victory,
Old Satan fights us hard
Our journey to retard;
But a little talk with Jesus makes it right. [Refrain]
Folk Songs of the American Negro (No. 1), 1907