1 A Friend I have, called Jesus,
Whose love is strong and true
And never fails, howe'er 'tis tried--
No matter what I do;
I've sinned against this love of His,
But when I knelt to pray,
Confessing all my guilt to Him,
The sin-clouds rolled away.
It's just like Jesus to roll the clouds away
It's just like Jesus to keep me day by day
It's just like Jesus all along the way
It's just like His great love.
2 Sometimes the clouds of trouble
Bedim the sky above,
I cannot see my Savior's face,
I doubt His wondrous love;
But He, from heaven's mercy seat,
Beholding my despair,
In pity bursts the clouds between
And shows me He is there.
3 When sorrow's clouds o'er-take me
And break upon my head,
When life seems worse than useless
And I were better dead,
I take my grief to Jesus then
Nor do I go in vain,
For heavenly hope He gives that cheers
Like sunshine after rain.
4 O I could sing forever
Of Jesus' love divine,
Of all His care and tenderness
For this poor life of mine;
His love is in and over all,
And wind and waves obey
When Jesus whispers ""Peace, be still!""
And rolls the clouds away.