Tarry With Me My Savior When The Morn Br


Tarry with me, my Saviour,
When the morn breaks to view,
When the duties before me as a burden appear;
For each duty is pleasure, and each task is a joy,
And burdens grow lighter, if thou art but near.

Refrain:
Tarry with me, my Saviour,
Tarry with me I pray,
I need thee, greatly need thee each stop of the way.
Tarry with me in sunshine
Tarry with me in shade
For when thou art near me I’ll not be afraid.

Tarry with me, my Saviour,
And abide as the morn
Presses on into noonday with my labors not done;
Tarry with me, when weary, and the burden grows light,
For when thou art with me, tow labor as one. [Refrain]

Tarry with me, my Saviour,
When the lights grow more dim
And I grope in the darkness tho’ the sun still shines bright;
When these eyes close forever on the scenes I have loved
They’ll open, beholding thy face with delight [Refrain]

Tarry with me, my Saviour,
When the threshold I cross
Of that heavenly mansion, there forever to stay
They may question my title, but with thee at my side
I’ll cry: “Here’s my Saviour! Ask him if I may!” [Refrain]