A Little Talk with Jesus

Verse 1

A little talk with Jesus, how it soothes the rugged road! How 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

I tell Him I am weary, and fain would be at rest; That I am daily, hourly longing to repose upon His breast; And He answers me so sweetly, in the tenderest tones of love, "I am coming soon to take thee in My happy home above."

Verse 3

The way is long and weary to yonder far-off clime, But a little talk with Jesus doth while away the time; The more I come to know Him, and all His grace explore, It sets me ever longing to know Him more and more.

Verse 4

So I'll wait a little longer, till His appointed time, And along the upward pathway my pilgrim feet shall climb; There, in my Father's dwelling, where many mansions be, I shall sweetly talk with Jesus, and He will talk with me.