I have a Friend so
dear,
Constant and true is
He,
Filling my heart with
cheer,
So good to me.
He’s covered ev’ry sin
and stain,
His pow’r now makes me
whole again,
And soon with Him
fore’er I’ll reign—
Jesus, my Friend.
He’s promised to
return
To this dark world
below,
Though wicked men may
spurn,
To Him I’ll go.
He’ll take me to my
home on high,
Where I shall live and
never die,
He’ll wipe all tears
from ev’ry eye—
Jesus, my Friend.
Then why should
sorrow fill
Hearts that on Him
rely,
His blessèd “Peace, be
still”
Calms ev’ry cry.
Who fills with hope
and courage now,
And at the last—I not
not how—
Will place a crown
upon my brow—
Jesus, my Friend.
