have found a friend in Jesus, Hes everything to me,
Hes the fairest of ten thousand to my soul;
The Lily of the Valley, in Him alone I see
All I need to cleanse and make me fully whole.
In sorrow Hes my comfort, in trouble Hes my stay;
He tells me every care on Him to roll.
Hes the Lily of the Valley, the Bright and Morning Star,
Hes the fairest of ten thousand to my soul.
He all my grief has taken, and all my sorrows borne;
In temptation Hes my strong and mighty tower;
I have all for Him forsaken, and all my idols torn
From my heart and now He keeps me by His power.
Though all the world forsake me, and Satan tempt me sore,
Through Jesus I shall safely reach the goal.
He will never, never leave me, nor yet forsake me here,
While I live by faith and do His blessèd will;
A wall of fire about me, Ive nothing now to fear,
From His manna He my hungry soul shall fill.
Then sweeping up to glory to see His blessèd face,
Where the rivers of delight shall ever roll.