WHAT A FRIEND

We can count on you. Jesus.

WHAT A FRIEND

What a friend we have in Jesus.

I can’t explain it, wouldn’t even try;

I only experience what others would 

categorically deny:

I have this constant companion,

on whom I can thoroughly rely;

Simplicity in elementary, 

Dear Watson, 

There’s no escaping. Where would I go?

Even if I tried.

God has my heart.

And Jesus got my back.

In the Holy Ghost, there’s no lack.

This is how we roll, 24/7 on 24’ no slack.

If I must explain it, it would go like this.

In the chemical laboratory of redemption.

Jesus loved blood, took my black soul, and washed it.

You ask how? How can a brown cow that eats green grass, then gives white milk?

He’s the Great I Am!

I’ve heard it said that your friends are like an elevator;

they will either take you up or bring you down. 

Jesus is the best friend around;

I’ve found

Author's Note

One That sticks closer than a brother.

Reviews

[Poetic Beauty]

Without Jesus I would be lost. Without God I’d have no hope. I am broken and need lots guidance and I also have anxiety so I pray a lot especially when I get stressed.