In the heart of Je­sus,
There is love for you,
Love most pure and ten­der,
Love most deep and true;
Why should you be lone­ly,
Why for friend­ship sigh,
When the heart of Je­sus
Has a full sup­ply?

In the mind of Je­sus
There is thought for you,
Warm as sum­mer sun­shine,
Sweet as morn­ing dew;
Why should you be fear­ful,
Why take anx­ious thought,
Since the mind of Je­sus
Cares for those He bought?

In the field of Je­sus
There is work for you;
Such as ev­en an­gels
Might re­joice to do;
Why stand id­ly sigh­ing
For some life-work grand,
While the field of Je­sus
Seeks your reap­ing hand?

In the home of Je­sus
There’s a place for you;
Glorious, bright, and joy­ous,
Calm and peace­ful, too;
Why then, like a wan­der­er,
Roam with wea­ry pace,
If the home of Je­sus
Holds for you a place?