When you can’t make it on your own
… feeling bereft and all alone,
there’s a friend you can always lean on
Friend of the feeble we come to thee
Bruised and beaten and oh so weary
From the battles of life we face daily
And the heavy burden we must carry
Friend of the friendless hear our plea
Life without you is vain and empty
We yearn for your loving affinity
To make us truly fulfilled or happy
Friend of the faint-hearted you can clearly see
How frail is our frame, how lame can we be
Unable to bear the whip of painful calamity
Whimpering as we are gripped with anxiety
Friend of the fearful give us the spirit of audacity
As we wrestle with the unseen adversary
Shield us from the fatal darts of the wily enemy
And give us power and might to attain victory
