Tuesday, November 20, 2007

With My Friend

With My Friend

I may be down, hurting and totally without.
But I’m a rich man blessed there’s no doubt.
That is why I can smile when I could frown,
And I’m up when you think I should be down.
With my friend who is here by me to the end.

He guides me, when I’m blind as what to do.
I can always trust him for he has proven true.
In a time when I was wandering lost and alone,
He showed mercy and called me for his own.
Yes, my friend walks with me to the very end.

If I stray from him, he’s there to lead me back.
His words of love he puts me on the right track.
When hard times come, and I know they will,
He speaks to me and my troubled soul be still.
My friend is there when I feel like just giving in.

His protection covers me from my head to toes
Those that do come against me he does oppose.
Both day and night he keeps me from all harms,
I know I am always safe and warm in his arms.
He guards me by his mighty hand to the end.

The world may think I should moan and wail,
But his victory has been won and I can not fail.
He has proven true for my sin his life he gave.
his mercy forgave, from the cross to the grave.
Walk I will in heaven someday with my friend.

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