Christ, Friend

Verse 1

Amid the trials which I meet,
Amid the thorns that pierce my feet,
One thought remains supremely sweet,
Thou thinkest, Lord, of me!

Refrain

Thou thinkest, Lord, of me,
Thou thinkest, Lord, of me,
What need I fear when thou art near,
And thinkest, Lord, of me.

Verse 2

The cares of life come thronging fast
Upon my soul their shadow cast;
Their gloom reminds my heart at last,
Thou thinkest, Lord, of me!

Verse 3

Let shadows come, let shadows go,
Let life be bright or dark with woe,
I am content, for this I know,
Thou thinkest, Lord, of me!

Verse 1

Jesus! and shall it ever be,
A mortal man ashamed of thee!
Ashamed of thee, whom angels praise,
Whose glories shine thro’ endless days.

Verse 2

Ashamed of Jesus! sooner far
Let evening blush to own a star;
He sheds the beams of light divine
O’er this benighted soul of mine.

Verse 3

Ashamed of Jesus! that dear Friend
On whom my hopes of heaven depend!
No; when I blush, be this my shame,
That I no more revere his name.

Verse 4

Ashamed of Jesus! yes, I may,
When I’ve no guilt to wash away;
No tear to wipe, no good to crave,
No fears to quell, no soul to save.

Verse 5

Till then--nor is my boasting vain--
Till then, I boast a Savior slain!
And, oh, may this my glory be
That Christ is not ashamed of me!

Verse 1

Jesus! and shall it ever be,
A mortal man ashamed of thee!
Ashamed of thee, whom angels praise,
Whose glories shine thro’ endless days.

Verse 2

Ashamed of Jesus! sooner far
Let evening blush to own a star;
He sheds the beams of light divine
O’er this benighted soul of mine.

Verse 3

Ashamed of Jesus! that dear Friend
On whom my hopes of heaven depend!
No; when I blush, be this my shame,
That I no more revere his name.

Verse 4

Ashamed of Jesus! yes, I may,
When I’ve no guilt to wash away;
No tear to wipe, no good to crave,
No fears to quell, no soul to save.

Verse 5

Till then--nor is my boasting vain--
Till then, I boast a Savior slain!
And, oh, may this my glory be
That Christ is not ashamed of me!

Verse 1

Jesus! thou art the sinner’s Friend;
As such I look to thee;
Now, in the fullness of thy love,
O Lord! remember me.

Verse 2

Remember thy pure word of grace,--
Remember Calvary;
Remember all thy dying groans,
And, then, remember me.

Verse 3

Thou wondrous Advocate with God!
I yield myself to thee;
While thou art sitting on thy throne,
Dear Lord! remember me.

Verse 4

Lord! I am guilty--I am vile,
But thy salvation’s free;
Then, in thine all abounding grace,
Dear Lord! remember me.

Verse 1

O thou, the contrite sinner’s Friend,
Who loving, lov’st them to the end,
On this alone my hopes depend
That thou wilt plead for me.

Refrain

O Savior, plead for me,
O Savior, plead for me,
On this alone my hopes depend
That thou wilt plead for me.

Verse 2

When weary in the Christian race,
Far off appears my resting place,
And, fainting, I mistrust thy grace,
Then, Savior, plead for me.

Verse 3

When I have erred and gone astray,
Afar from thine and wisdom’s way,
And see no glimmering, guiding ray,
Still, Savior, plead for me.

Verse 4

When Satan, by my sins made bold,
Strives from thy cross to loose my hold,
Then with thy pitying arms enfold,
And plead, oh, plead for me!

Verse 5

And when my dying hour draws near,
Darkened with anguish, guilt and fear,
Then to my fainting sight appear,
Pleading in heaven for me.

Verse 1

Safe in the arms of Jesus,
Safe on his gentle breast,
There by his love o’ershaded,
Sweetly my soul shall rest.
Hark! ’tis the voice of angels,
Borne in a song to me,
Over the fields of glory,
Over the jasper sea.

Refrain

Safe in the arms of Jesus,
Safe on his gentle breast,
There by his love o’ershaded,
Sweetly my soul shall rest.

Verse 2

Safe in the arms of Jesus,
Safe from corroding care,
Safe from the world’s temptations
Sin cannot harm me there.
Free from the blight of sorrow,
Free from my doubts and fears;
Only a few more trials,
Only a few more tears!

Verse 3

Jesus, my heart’s dear refuge,
Jesus has died for me;
Firm on the Rock of Ages
Ever my trust shall be.
Here let me wait with patience,
Wait till the night is o’er;
Wait till I see the morning
Break on the golden shore.

Verse 1

Safe in the arms of Jesus,
Safe on His gentle breast,
There by His love o’ershaded,
Sweetly my soul shall rest.
Hark! ’tis the voice of angels,
Borne in a song to me,
Over the fields of glory,
Over the jasper sea.

Verse 1

What a friend we have in Jesus,
All our sins and griefs to bear;
What a privilege to carry
Ev’rything to God in prayer!
O what peace we often forfeit,
O what needless pain we bear,
All because we do not carry
Ev’rything to God in prayer!

Verse 2

Have we trials and temptations?
Is there trouble anywhere?
We should never be discouraged,
Take it to the Lord in prayer.
Can we find a friend so faithful,
Who will all our sorrows share?
Jesus knows our ev’ry weakness,
Take it to the Lord in prayer!

Verse 3

Are we weak and heavy laden,
Cumbered with a load of care?--
Precious Savior, still our refuge,--
Take it to the Lord in prayer.
Do thy friends despise, forsake thee?
Take it to the Lord in prayer;
In his firms he’ll take and shield thee,
Thou wilt find a solace there.

Verse 1

What a friend we have in Jesus,
All our sins and griefs to bear;
What a privilege to carry
Ev’rything to God in prayer!
O what peace we often forfeit,
O what needless pain we bear,
All because we do not carry
Ev’rything to God in prayer!

Verse 2

Have we trials and temptations?
Is there trouble anywhere?
We should never be discouraged,
Take it to the Lord in prayer.
Can we find a friend so faithful,
Who will all our sorrows share?
Jesus knows our ev’ry weakness,
Take it to the Lord in prayer!

Verse 3

Are we weak and heavy laden,
Cumbered with a load of care?--
Precious Savior, still our refuge,--
Take it to the Lord in prayer.
Do thy friends despise, forsake thee?
Take it to the Lord in prayer;
In his firms he’ll take and shield thee,
Thou wilt find a solace there.