O Jesus, Friend Unfailing

O Je­sus

friend un­fail­ing

How dear Thou art to me!

Are cares or fears as­sail­ing?

I find my strength in Thee.

Why should my feet grow wea­ry

Of this my pil­grim way?

Rough tho’ the path and drea­ry

It ends in per­fect day.

Naught

naught I count as plea­sure

Compared

O Lord

with Thee;

Thy sor­row

with­out mea­sure

Earned peace and joy for me.

I love to own

Lord Je­sus

Thy claims o’er me di­vine;

Bought with Thy blood most pre­cious

Whose can I be but Thine?

O world­ly pomp and glo­ry

Your charms are spread in vain!

I’ve heard a sweet­er story

I’ve found a tru­er gain.

Where Christ a place pre­par­eth

There is my loved abode;

There shall I gaze on Je­sus:

There shall I dwell with God.

For ev­ery tri­bu­la­tion

For ev­ery sore dis­tress

In Christ I’ve full sal­va­tion

Sure help and qui­et rest.

No fear of foes pre­vail­ing!

I tri­umph

Lord

in Thee:

O Je­sus

friend un­fail­ing

How dear Thou art to me!