What a friend is he
Who died for my sins
He never uttered a mumbling word
Can you say the same for your so called friends?
What other friend would have paid the price
When they could have riches and fame
What other friend would have gave his life
When they didn't even know my name
Jesus
What a perfect friend is he
They kicked him and they beat him down
Yet he died for us without a frown
Jesus
How I love your name
Though I treat you wrong
Your love for me has always been the same
Joy I never knew
Until you came into my life
You gave me joy and happiness
And took away the pain and strife
Now everyday is Sunday
A day to give you praise
The love you give it overflows
And it shows in my life in every way
