I have a friend, a pre­cious friend,
On whom I al­ways can depend;
He is so ten­der, true and kind,
In Him a re­fuge sure I find.
From storm and tri­al He hid­eth me,
I’ll trust Him when I can­not see;
From fear and sin He makes me free,
This friend so dear is Je­sus.

Refrain

I sing of the love of Je­sus,
For He is so pre­cious to me;
In pas­tures green He lead­eth,
My shep­herd and keep­er is He.
Wherever He leads I will fol­low,
For in Him rich bless­ings I see;
I sing of the love of Je­sus,
For He is so pre­cious to me.

When strange­ly test­ed thru and thru,
I al­ways know just what to do;
I go to Him who feels my woe,
And this is why I love Him so.
He un­der­stands each act and deed,
And al­ways helps in time of need;
Where could I find a tru­er friend,
A kind­er friend than Je­sus?

Refrain

The love of Je­sus is so sweet,
In Him is ev­ery­thing com­plete;
My on­ly pray­er, my on­ly plea,
Is more of Christ and less of me.
Some day when life’s short race is run,
My bless­èd Lord will say, Well done;
What words could sound more sweet to me
Than these my Sav­ior speak­eth?

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