The Sav­ior of sin­ners
From glo­ry came down,
My hope of sal­va­tion to be;
Was scourged for my guilt,
And was mocked with a crown—
He’s more than a friend to me.

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He’s more than a friend,
More than a friend,
He’s more than a friend to me;
This Sav­ior of sin­ners,
This King of all kings,
Is more than a friend to me.

When brok­en with sor­row,
And trem­bling with fear,
To Him with my bur­den I flee;
No mat­ter what trou­bles
Or tri­als ap­pear—
He’s more than a friend to me.

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In mo­ments of weak­ness
Upon Him I lean,
His pro­mise my hope and my plea;
So gent­ly He leads, tho’
His hand is un­seen—
He’s more than a friend to me.

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Sometime in His beau­ty,
Thro’ won­der­ful grace,
This King of all kings I shall see;
And oh, ’twill be hea­ven
To look on His face—
He’s more than a friend to me.

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