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.
Source:
The Cyber Hymnal (http://www.hymntime.com/tch/htm/b/u/r/burythys.htm)
