Bring your burden to the lowly Jesus,
Whatsoe’er that burden be,
Though you long have journeyed heavy-hearted,
He will speak your spirit free.
Come believing, He will surely help you,
Grace abundant He’ll bestow,
Come and trust His never failing promise,
All His saving fullness know.
Bring your sorrow to the loving Jesus,
When on earth He sorrowed, too,
He will heal your aching, wounded spirit,
All His mercy waits for you.
Bring your heart, all weary, heavy laden,
I’ll give you rest;
Learn of me, for I am meek and lowly;
Lean your head upon My breast.