My Friend.
I had no friend! With heavy burdened heart
And drooping head, alone I walked through Life
And in the world’s gay pleasures had no part;
My soul was wearied with the bitter strife.
Unloved, unknown, I wandered through Life’s mart,
Through gloomy paths with many a sorrow rife.
I had no friend.
The skies o’er head were heavy, dull and gray,
Without one ray of sunshine breaking through,
My starving heart grew faint along the way,
When glancing up I met your gaze so true,
Then all the dreary night was changed to day
And I rejoiced, dear heart, because I knew
I’d found a friend.
You never failed me, loving friend and true,
Since that glad hour when we two first did meet,
No longer do I dread Life’s bitter rue
Which Friendship’s lips have touched and rendered sweet,
Still rough the paths that I must journey through,
But what care I tho’ tempests ’round me beat,
I have a friend.
