Author: Johnson Oatman
I have a friend, a precious Friend,
O how He loves me;
He says his love will never end,
O how He loves me.
Refrain::
O how He loves me
O how He loves me
I know not why I only cry
O how He loves me
Why He should come, I cannot tell,
O how He loves me;
In my poor broken heart to dwell,
O how He loves me.
He died to save my soul from death,
O how He loves me;
I’ll praise him while he gives me breath,
O how he loves me.
He walks with me along lifes road,
O how he loves me;
He carries every heavy load,
O how He loves me.
He has a home prepared for me,
O how he loves me;
With him Ill spend eternity,
O how he loves me.
