I am here fighting for the Lord,

I am here fighting for the Lord, Tho' Satan disapproves; And he uses all His powers To stop me with reproofs; I pray without ceasing, The enemy fleeing. A little talk with Jesus Makes it right, all right.

A little talk with Jesus Makes it right, all right; A little talk with Jesus Makes it right, all right. In trials of ev'ry kind, Praise God I always find, A little talk with Jesus Makes it right, all right.

Tho' the dark night, and clouds look black, And stormy overhead, And trials of almost ev'ry Kind across my path are spread; How soon I conquer all, As to the Lord I call, A little talk with Jesus Makes it right, all right.

A little talk with Jesus Makes it right, all right; A little talk with Jesus Makes it right, all right. In trials of ev'ry kind, Praise God I always find, A little talk with Jesus Makes it right, all right.

When those who once were dearest friends Begin to persecute, And more who once professed to love, Have distant grown, and mute, I tell Him all my grief, He quickly sends relief, A little talk with Jesus Makes it right, all right.

A little talk with Jesus Makes it right, all right; A little talk with Jesus Makes it right, all right. In trials of ev'ry kind, Praise God I always find, A little talk with Jesus Makes it right, all right.

And thus, by frequent little talks, I gain the victory; And march along with cheerful song, Enjoying liberty; With Jesus as my Friend, I'll prove until the end, A little talk with Jesus Makes it right, all right.

A little talk with Jesus Makes it right, all right; A little talk with Jesus Makes it right, all right. In trials of ev'ry kind, Praise God I always find, A little talk with Jesus Makes it right, all right.