I have a friend so pre­cious,
So ve­ry dear to me,
He loves me with a ten­der love,
He loves me faith­ful­ly;
I could not live apart from Him,
I love to feel Him nigh;
And so we dwell to­ge­ther,
My Lord and I.

Sometimes I’m faint and wea­ry,
He knows that I am weak;
And as He bids me lean on Him,
His help I’ll glad­ly seek;
He leads me in the path of light,
Beneath a sun­ny sky;
And so we dwell to­ge­ther,
My Lord and I.

He knows how much I love Him,
He knows I love Him well;
But with what love He lov­eth me,
My tongue can ne­ver tell;
It is an ev­er­last­ing love
In ever rich sup­ply;
And so we dwell to­ge­ther,
My Lord and I.

I tell Him all my sor­rows,
I tell Him all my joys,
I tell Him all that pleas­es me,
I tell Him what an­noys;
He tells me what I ought to do,
He tells me what to try;
And so we dwell to­ge­ther,
My Lord and I.

He knows how I am long­ing
Some wea­ry soul to win,
And so He bids me go and speak
A lov­ing word for Him;
He bids me tell His won­drous love,
And why He came to die;
And so we dwell to­ge­ther,
My Lord and I.