Seeking a friend
At the gates of kindergarten
Looking around
For a friendly face
Left alone
At the doorsteps of the nursery
The noise of the school
Sounds emptyness
And in The silence of my soul
O Jesus, you are my friend!
And there you are
In the beauty of your Person
And the gentle presence
Of you being
Grave and yet
Sereen
I have not come to play with you
I have come to comfort you
Oh beauty of that voice
Oh beauty of that Presence
And tears on my cheek
Dried up
And peace
And happiness
My Friend, my Friend!
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Old Gospel song… two performances
what a friend we have in Jesus
Another performance by Mahalia Jackson
