Little ones are often sorry
For the naughty things they do;
Troubles reach us all, and worry
Little hearts, and big ones, too.
Then tell Jesus, then tell Jesus,
That’s the best thing we can do.
Jesus knows when we are tempted,
Jesus sees us when we fall;
Jesus died, and we’re exempted,
He was sorry for us all;
He’ll forgive us, He’ll forgive us,
If upon His name we call.
Let us tell Him all our trouble,
Tell Him we are sorry, too;
He will do us kindness double,
Help us to be good and true;
And forgive us, and forgive us,
Yes, O yes! and love us, too.
We will tell it all to Jesus,
All our want and all our woe;
None but Jesus can relieve us,
None but Jesus loves us so.
And to Jesus, and to Jesus,
Everyone is free to go.