I have a friend, oh, a won­der­ful friend,
He is all in all to me;
Patient and sweet, and so ten­der and kind,
So lov­ing and good is He.
When I was lost in dark­ness and sin,
Without a hope in the world,
To Cal­va­ry’s mount­ain went Je­sus for me,
To bring me safe home to the fold.

I have a friend, oh, a won­der­ful friend,
And He walks with me each day;
Guarding my steps lest per­chance I should fall—
Be tempt­ed to go as­tray.
Oh, it is sweet to thus know my Lord—
Under His care I ab­ide;
There, no­thing can harm me, I’m kept by His pow­er—
Each step of the way He’s my guide.

I have a friend, oh, a won­der­ful friend,
Without Him what would I do?
In time of sor­row, when tears dim the eye,
He then is so faith­ful and true;
Or when temp­ta­tion comes like a flood—
Almost o’er­whelmed by the fight:
I look up to Je­sus, His stand­ard is raised,
And with Him I walk in the light.