I have a friend so dear,
Constant and true is He,
Filling my heart with cheer,
So good to me.
He’s co­vered ev­ery sin and stain,
His pow­er 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 ev­ery eye—
Jesus, my friend.

Then why should sor­row fill
Hearts that on Him re­ly,
His bless­èd Peace, be still
Calms ev­ery cry.
Who fills with hope and cour­age now,
And at the last—I know not how—
Will place a crown up­on my brow—
Jesus, my friend.