Sore In Need Was I Of A Faithful Friend
Sore in need was I of a faithful friend, And it seemed to me that life Had come to its much desired end - Just then God gave me a wife. I had seen the beauty of fairy things, And seen the women walk; I had heard the voice of the seven sins And all the wonderful talk. Ah, the promising earth that seems so kind, And the comrades with outstretched hand - But did you ever stand alone In a black, forsaken land? Then the wonderful things that God can do One comes to understand: How He turns the desert dust to a dream, And the lonely wind to a friend, And makes a bright beginning Of what had seemed the end: 'Twas in such an hour God placed in mine The moonbeam hand of a friend.
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