I have a Friend, whose faithful love
I have a Friend, whose faithful love
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I have a Friend, whose faithful love Is more than all the world to me: ’Tis higher than the heights above, And deeper than the soundless sea; So old, so new, So strong, so true; Before the earth received its frame, He loved me—Blessed be His name! |
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He held the highest place above, Adored by all the sons of flame, Yet such His self-denying love, He laid aside His crown and came To seek the lost, And at the cost Of heavenly rank and earthly fame He sought me—Blessed be His name! |
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It was a lonely path He trod, From every human soul apart; Known only to Himself and God Was all the grief that filled His heart, Yet from the track He turned not back, Till where I lay in want and shame, He found me—Blessed be His name! |
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Then dawned at last that day of dread, When desolate, yet undismayed, With wearied frame and thorn-crowned head, He, God-forsaken, man-betrayed, Was then made sin On Calvary, And, dying there in grief and shame, He saved me—Blessed be His name! |
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Long as I live my song shall tell The wonders of His dying love; And when at last I go to dwell With Him His sovereign grace to prove, My joy shall be His face to see, And bowing there with loud acclaim I’ll praise Him—Blessed be His name! |
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