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<h2>SINCE JESUS IS MY FRIEND</h2>
<p align="center"><h3>&#8220;Ye are My friends, if ye do whatsoever I command you.&#8221; John 15:14</h3></p>
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<td><em>Words:</em> <a href="./hymns/hymns_bio/bio_g_e_gerhardt_p.html" target="_blank">Paul Gerhardt</a>, 1656 (<em>Ist Gott für mich, so trete</em>); translated from German to English by <a href="./hymns/hymns_bio/bio_w_i_winkworth_c.html" target="_blank">Catherine Winkworth</a>, 1855.
<p><em>Music:</em> &#8220;Greenwood,&#8221; <a href="./hymns/hymns_bio/bio_s_w_sweetser_je.html" target="_blank">Joseph Emerson Sweetser</a>, 1849 </p><p><table><tr><td><a href="./hymns/hymns_mid/mid_g_greenwoo.mid" target = "_blank"><img border=0 src="./hymns/hymns_img/notes.gif"><br><b>Play MIDI</b></a></td><td>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;</td><td><a href="./hymns/hymns_html/score_info.html" target = "_blank"><b>Link to obtain<br>musical score info</b></a></td></tr></table></p>
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<p>Since Jesus is my Friend,<br>
And I to Him belong,<br>
It matters not what foes intend,<br>
However fierce and strong.</p>
<p>He whispers in my breast<br>
Sweet words of holy cheer;<br>
How they who seek in God their rest<br>
Shall ever find Him near.</p>
<p>My heart for gladness springs;<br>
It cannot more be sad;<br>
For very joy it laughs and sings,<br>
Sees naught but sunshine glad.</p>
<p>The Sun that lights mine eyes<br>
Is Christ, the Lord I love;<br>
I sing for joy of that which lies<br>
Stored up for me above.</p>
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