Jesus is my Friend most precious

1 Jesus is my Friend most precious,
Never friend doth love as He;
Should I leave this Friend so gracious.
Spurn His wondrous love for me?
No! nor friend nor foe shall sever
Me from Him who loves me so;
His shall be my will forever.
There above, and here below.

2 Bitter death for me He suffered:
From all guilt He set me free;
To His Father He hath offered
Everlasting prayers for me.
Who is he that would condemn me?
Christ hath saved me by His grace;
Who can from my Saviour draw me?
I am safe in His embrace.

3 Now I am convinced that never
Life or death can sever me
From my blessèd Lord and Saviour;
Present things, nor things to be,
Height nor depth, nor fear nor favor,
Naught that heaven or earth affords
Makes the sacred promise waver:
"Ye are Christ's, and He's the Lord's."

Amen.


Source: The Hymnal and Order of Service #470