The Precious Friend

There’s an eye that watch­es o’er me

Everywhere I’m called to go;

There’s a light that shines be­fore me

Brighter still the way will grow;

There’s a ten­der hand to guide me

Thro’ the sun­light and the shade;

There’s a friend who walks be­side me

Ready to de­fend and aid.

Jesus is the pre­cious friend

Brightening life’s change­ful story;

To His name be all the glo­ry

He will guide me and de­fend;

Joy

joy

hap­py songs as­cend;

He will comfort me in sad­ness

Fill my heart with peace and glad­ness

Jesus is my pre­cious friend.

O

to love this friend more dearly

Yielding all my life to Him!

O

to trust Him more sin­cere­ly

Whether skies be bright or dim;

Let my daily serv­ice praise Him

Let my voice ho­san­nas swell;

Grateful car­ols I would raise Him

Jesus do­eth all things well.

Never will this friend for­sake me

I would in His love con­fide

Then what­ev­er ills o’er­take me

Peace shall in my soul abide;

O

how great is His sal­va­tion

O

what mer­cy He’ll ex­tend!

He my hope and ex­pect­ation

He

my ev­er­last­ing friend.