It would never do for God
To live across the street
Or in the house next door
Where we should daily meet!
So, In Wisdom, and in His love
He sends us His angels kind
To walk with us --
We call them friends!
Friends--Just one word!
But what letters can express
A wealth of sympathy
And pure unselfishness?
One syllable--a single breath
Can form it--Friends!
Yet oh how much our happiness
On them depends!
When trouble comes--or loss
When grief is ours to bear
They come--our friends--
With words of cheer--our load to share!
How could we face despair
Without a Friend's caress!
Had we no friends to praise
How bare would be success!
'Tis not God's plan
That we should see Him face to face
Yet He would hedge us in
With his amazing grace!
And so--His messengers of Love
To earth HE sends--
They're Angels! Yet we know it not
And call them friends!
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