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.