Bury thy sorrow,
The world has its share;
Bury it deeply,
Hide it with care.
Think of it calmly
When curtained by night;
Tell it to Jesus,
And all will be right.
Tell it to Jesus,
He knoweth thy grief;
Tell it to Jesus,
He'll send thee relief.
Gather the sunlight
Aglow on thy way;
Gather the moonbeams,
Each soft silver ray.
Hearts grown aweary
With heavier woe,
Droop 'mid the darkness--
Go comfort them, go!
Bury thy sorrow,
Let others be blest;
Give them the sunshine,
Tell Jesus the rest.