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| What A Friend |
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| What a friend we have in Jesus |
| All our sins and griefs to bear. |
| What a privilege to carry, |
| Everything to God in prayer. |
| O what peace we often forfeit, |
| O what needless pain we bear. |
| All because we do not carry, |
| Everything to God in prayer. |
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| Have we trials and temptations? |
| Is there trouble anywhere? |
| We should never be discouraged, |
| Take it to the Lord in prayer. |
| Can we find a friend so faithful, |
| Who will all our sorrows share? |
| Jesus knows our every weakness, |
| Take it to the Lord in prayer. |
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| Are we weak and heavy laden, |
| Cumbered with a load of care? |
| Precious Saviour still our refuge, |
| Take it to the Lord in prayer. |
| Do thy friends despise forsake thee? |
| Take it to the Lord in prayer, |
| In his arms he’ll take and shield thee, |
| Thou wilt find a solace there. |
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