I’m Happy with Jesus Alone

There’s no­thing so pre­cious as Je­sus to me;

Let earth with its trea­sures be gone;

I’m rich as can be when my Sav­ior I see;

I’m hap­py in Je­sus alone.

I’m hap­py with Je­sus alone

I’m hap­py with Je­sus alone;

Tho’ poor and de­sert­ed

thank God

I can say

I’m hap­py in Je­sus alone.

When sin­ful and doomed to a life of des­pair

No light on my path­way to shine

’Twas Je­sus who found me and made me an heir

To man­sions of glo­ry di­vine.

When no­thing but death for my ran­som could pay

And make me ac­cept­ed with God

’Twas Je­sus who free­ly Him­self made a prey

And ran­somed my soul with His blood.