Jesus knows thy sorrow,
Knows thine every care;
Knows thy deep contrition,
Hears thy feeblest prayer;
Do not fear to trust Him --
Tell Him all thy grief;
Cast on Him thy burden,
He will bring relief.
Trust the heart of Jesus,
Thou art precious there;
Surely He would shield thee
From the tempter's snare;
Safely He would lead thee,
By His own sweet way,
Out into the glory
Of a brighter day.
Jesus knows thy conflict,
Hears thy burdened sigh;
When thy heart is wounded,
Hears thy plaintive cry;
He thy soul will strengthen,
Overcome thy fears;
He will send thee comfort,
Wipe away thy tears.
I've seen so many hymms posted this week. Someone was very right when they said nothing is the same as playing hymms on the piano when the world doesn't seem right. I saw something today that I haven't seen in years. I couldn't help but think it has something to do with this case. In our downtown there was a Salvation Army man, singing hymms today. It was one of the most beautiful things I've heard in a long time. (We went around the block several times)