Bury Thy Sorrow

Go bury thy sorrow, the world hath its share;

Go bury it deeply, go hide it with care.

Go think of it calmly, when curtained by night;

Go tell it to Jesus, and all will be right.

Go tell it to Jesus, He knoweth thy grief;

Go tell it to Jesus, He'll send thee relief;

Go gather the sunshine He sheds on the way:

He'll lighten thy burden-Go, weary one, pray.

Hearts growing aweary with heavier woe

Now droop 'mid the darkness-Go, comfort them, go!

Go bury thy sorrow, let others be blessed;

Go give them the sunshine, tell Jesus the rest.