1 My truest Friend abides in heaven;
On earth our friends are rare and few;
The world no proof to me hath given
Of friendship constant, form and true.
And so my soul doth here contend
That Jesus is my truest Friend.
2 Men in their friendship often falter,
But Jesus like a rock doth stand;
Tho' storms of woe my fortune alter,
He holds me firmly by the hand;
He is my stay till life doth end:
My Jesus is my truest Friend.
3 For me He suffers crucifixion,
For me He shed His precious blood;
He comforts me in my affliction,
His counsels all are wise an good;
Upon His word I may depend:
He is indeed my truest Friend.
4 My Friend, such faithful love possessing,
My Friend, whose own I am for aye,
My Friend, so tender and caressing
Beyond the grave my Friend will stay.
May I not then in truth contend
That Jesus is my truest Friend?
Source: American Lutheran Hymnal #631
|Instances (1 - 3 of 3)||Title||First Line||Tune||Tune Key||Author||Meter||Scripture||Date||Subject||Source|
|American Lutheran Hymnal #631||My Truest Friend Abides In Heaven||My truest Friend abides in heaven||HEAVENLY FRIEND||H. Brueckner; Benjamin Schmolk, 1672-1737||9 8 9 8 8 8||1930||Savior ||
|Songs of Praise #d202||My truest Friend abides in heaven||My truest Friend abides in heaven||Herman Brueckner; Benjamin Schmolk||1935|
|Songs of Praise for Sunday Schools, Church Societies and the Home #d207||My truest Friend abides in heaven||My truest Friend abides in heaven||Herman Brueckner; Benjamin Schmolk||1935|