There is no friend like Jesus
To whom our hearts may go
And find a balm of comfort
When tears of sorrow flow
There is no friend like Jesus
No love like His so true
And when our harps are silent
He tunes their chords anew
Tis He who watcheth o'er us
Through all our weary days
He turns our grief to sunshine
Our mourning into praise
There is no friend like Jesus
To whom our hearts may go
And find a balm of comfort
When tears of sorrow flow
There is no friend like Jesus
No love like His so true
And when our harps are silent
He tunes their chords anew
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Our advocate in glory
Our ever present guide
No other friend so faithful
In heaven or earth beside
There is no friend like Jesus
To whom our hearts may go
And find a balm of comfort
When tears of sorrow flow
There is no friend like Jesus
No love like His so true
Oh when our harps are silent
He tunes their chords anew
When our harps are silent
He tunes their chords anew
There ain't no friend like Jesus
(No friend like the Lord)
There ain't no friend like Jesus
(No friend like the Lord)
Ain't no friend like Jesus
(No friend like the Lord)
Ain't no friend like Jesus
(No friend like the Lord)
There ain't no friend like Jesus
(No friend like the Lord)
There ain't no friend like my Jesus
No friend like my Lord
There ain't no friend like my Jesus
No friend like my Lord
There ain't no friend like my Jesus
No friend like my Lord
There ain't no friend like my Jesus
No friend like my Lord