I always go to Jesus,

When troubled or distressed,

I always find a refuge,

Upon His loving breast,

I tell Him all my trials,

I tell Him all my grief,

And while my lips are speaking,

He gives my heart relief.

When full of dread forebodings,

And flowing o’er my tears

He calms away my sorrow,

And hushes all my fears,

He comprehends my weakness,

The peril I am in,

And He supplies the armour,

I need to conquer sin.

I always go to Jesus,

No matter when or where

I seek His gracious presence,

I’m sure to find Him there

In times of joy or sorrow

What’er my need may be,

I always go to Jesus,

And Jesus comes to me.