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| There's Not A Friend |
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| There`s not a friend, like the lowly Jesus, |
| No not one! No, not one! |
| None else could heal, all our soul`s diseases |
| No, not one! no not one! |
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| Jesus knows all about our struggles, |
| He will guide `till the day is done. |
| There`s not a friend like the lowly Jesus, |
| No, not one! no, not one! |
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| No friend like Him is so high and holy, |
| No, not one! No, not one! |
| And yet no friend is so meek and lowly, |
| No, not one! No, not one! |
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| There`s not an hour that He is not near us. |
| No, not one! No, not one! |
| No, night so dark that His love can’t cheer us |
| No, not one! No, not one! |
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