O I Love to Talk with Jesus

Verse 1:
O I love to talk with Jesus, for it smooths the rugged road;
And it seems to help me onward, when I faint beneath my load;
When my heart is crush’d with sorrow, and my eyes with tears are dim,
There is nought can yield me comfort like a little talk with Him.

Verse 2:
Oft I tell Him I am weary, and I fain would be at rest;
That I’m daily, hourly, longing to repose upon His breast;
And He answers me so kindly, in the tend’rest tones of love,
“I am coming soon to take thee to My happy home above.”

Verse 3:
Though the way is long and dreary to that far off distant clime,
Yet I know that my Redeemer journeys with me all the time;
And the more I come to know Him, and His wondrous grace explore,
How my longing groweth stronger still to know Him more and more.

Verse 4:
So I’ll wait a little longer, till my Lord’s appointed time,
And along the upward pathway still my pilgrim feet shall climb;
Soon within my Father’s dwelling, where the many mansions be,
I shall see my blessed Saviour, and He then will talk with me.

Words arr./W.G. Fischer

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