I have found a friend in Jesus, HeÔÇÖs everything to me,
HeÔÇÖs the fairest of ten thousand to my soul;
The Lily of the Valley, in Him alone I see,
All my needs to cleanse and make me fully whole.
In sorrow HeÔÇÖs my comfort, in trouble HeÔÇÖs my stay,
He tells me every care on Him to roll;
HeÔÇÖs the Lily of the Valley, the Bright and Morning Star,
HeÔÇÖs the fairest of ten thousand to my soul.
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He will never, never leave me, nor yet forsake me here,
While I live by faith and do His blessèd will;
A wall of fire about me, IÔÇÖve nothing now to fear,
From His manna He my hungry soul shall fill.
Then sweeping up to glory to see His blessèd face,
Where the rivers of delight shall ever roll;
HeÔÇÖs the Lily of the Valley, the Bright and Morning Star,
HeÔÇÖs the fairest of ten thousand to my soul...
