1. Bring, heavy heart, your grief to me, When sorrow’s cup is brimming o’er, To you who grieve disconsolate, I give you solace evermore.
2. Bring, heavy heart, your grief to me, Though sore afflicted in your need, Though do your lips cry falteringly, Call but to me, and I will heed.
3. Bring, heavy heart, your grief to me, Though you lament in anguish deep, I give you comfort in distress; Confide, I dry the eyes that weep.
4. Bring, heavy heart, your grief to me. My heart goes out to all bereaved. My love is great for those that mourn, For I have sorrowed; I have grieved.