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1
Oh, trust thyself to Jesus When conscious of thy sin, Its heavy weight upon thee, Its mighty pow’r within: Then is the hour for pleading His finished work for thee: Then is the time for singing, His blood was shed for me.
COh,
trust thyself to
GJe
C
sus
When conscious
E7
of
thy
F
sin,
Its
C
heavy
E7
weight
up
Am
on
thee,
Its
D
mighty
pow'r
with
G
in:
Then
E7
is
the hour for
Amplead
G
ing
His
C
finished
work for
G
thee:
Then
C
is
the
E7
time
for
Am
singing,
His
F
blood
was
G7
shed
for
C
me.
2
Oh, trust thyself to Jesus When tempted to transgress, By word or look of anger, Or thought of bitterness: Then is the hour for claiming Thy Lord to fight for thee: Then is the time for singing, He doth deliver me.
Oh, trust thyself to Jesus
When tempted to transgress,
By word or look of anger,
Or thought of bitterness:
Then is the hour for claiming
Thy Lord to fight for thee:
Then is the time for singing,
He doth deliver me.
COh,
trust thyself to
G C
Jesus
When tempted
E7
to
F
transgress,
By
C
word
or
E7
look
of
Am
anger,
Or
D
thought
of
G
bitterness:
Then
E7
is
the hour for
Am G
claiming
Thy
C
Lord
to fight for
G
thee:
Then
C
is
the
E7
time
for
Am
singing,
He
F
doth
G7
deliver
C
me.
3
Oh, trust thyself to Jesus When daily cares perplex, And trifles seem so mighty Thy inner soul to vex: Then is the hour for grasping His hand who walked the sea: Then is the time for singing He makes it calm for me.
Oh, trust thyself to Jesus
When daily cares perplex,
And trifles seem so mighty
Thy inner soul to vex:
Then is the hour for grasping
His hand who walked the sea:
Then is the time for singing
He makes it calm for me.
COh,
trust thyself to
G C
Jesus
When daily
E7
cares
F
perplex,
And
C
trifles
E7
seem
so
Am
mighty
Thy
D
inner
soul to
G
vex:
Then
E7
is
the hour for
Am G
grasping
His
C
hand
who walked the
G
sea:
Then
C
is
the
E7
time
for
Am
singing
He
F
makes
it
G7
calm
for
C
me.
4
Oh, trust thyself to Jesus When thou art wearied sore, When head or hand refuses To think or labor more: Then is the hour for leaning Upon the Master’s breast: Then is the time for singing, My Savior gives me rest.
This morning while driving down on the Santa Ana Freeway to work and feeling drowsy, the Lord reminded me of this very hymn that I used to sing while driving on the Long Island Expressway 35 years ago, whenever I felt drowsy. The first "Then..." in each stanza marks the beginning of a turning point that finishes on a high note, "Pleading His FINished," "Claiming thy LORD," "Grasping His HAND," "Leaning UPON," - all requiring the release of a deep breath. And that was invigorating. I invariably felt refreshed instantly.
Back then, I was impressed with phrases like "grasping His hand who walked the sea," and "when head or hand refuses to think or labor more," but today, 35 years later, it is "trifles seem so mighty" - nevertheless, I remain impressed and blessed with "Then it is the time for singing..."
I'm so happy to know I can trust myself to the Lord Jesus. When nothing makes sense, when I cannot trust in anything I see or feel, when I can hardly see one step in front of me, I can say "Lord Jesus! I'm entrusting myself to You." My flesh and my heart fail, but God the strength of my heart and my portion forever! Blessed is the man whose trust Jehovah is!
Such a sweet hymn, and this melody is beautiful too. I appreciate the words in verse 4: "when head or hand refuses to think or labor more". At these times, we can really lean on our sweet Lord. He is real and practical because He indwells our spirit! (2 Tim. 4:22) Our flesh may be weak, but our spirit is willing (Matt. 26:41).