Jesus what a friend for sinners,
Jesus lover of my soul;
Friends may fail me, foes assail me,
he my savior makes me whole.
Jesus what a strength in weakness
let me hide myslef in him;
Tempted, tried, and sometimes failing;
he my strength my victory wins.
Jesus what a help in sorrow,
while the billows o'er me roll;
Even when mny heart is breaking,
he my comfort helps my soul.
Jesus what a guide and keeper,
while the tempest still is high;
Storms about me, night o'er takes me,
he my pilot hears my cry.
Sunday, February 22, 2004
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