Oft When the Day Is Dreary

Oft when the day is drea­ry

Oft when the storm clouds low­er

Oft when my spir­it’s wea­ry—

Jesus im­parts His pow­er.

Jesus is near

bur­dens to bear;

Weary one

Je­sus will help thee;

Jesus is near

bur­dens to bear;

His blood from sin doth cleanse thee.

He bids me tell my sto­ry

Telling

He gives me rest;

And while my sor­rows shar­ing

Shelters me in His breast.

Jesus

Thy heart is with me

All thro’ the dark­est night

As when the sun shines clear­ly

Making my path­way bright.

Wondrous in love is Je­sus

Sweet is the rest He gives;

Sharing in all my toil­ing

While in my heart He lives.