"All Alone" lyrics - SISTER ROSETTA THARPE

On Mount Oliver's sacred brow
Jesus spent the night in prayer
He's the pattern for us all, all alone
If we will only steal away
In some portion of the day
We will find it always pays to be alone

There are days I'd like to be
All alone with Christ my Lord
I can tell him all my troubles alone

Days I'd like to be
All alone with Christ my Lord
I can tell him all my troubles all alone

There are days I'd like to be
With the sacrifice and blessed
There are days I like to be all alone, oh yes
That can never grace impart
To my weary, sin toasted heart
There are days I'd like to be all alone

There are days to feed and pray
For the pilgrim on the way
There are days I'd like to be with Christ alone
We can tell him all of our grief
He will give us quick relief
There are days I'd like to be all alone

There are days I'd like to be
All alone with Christ my Lord
Don't you know I can tell him, tell him all my troubles all alone

There are days I'd like to be
All alone with Christ my Lord
Don't you know I can tell him, tell him all my troubles all alone