The friend who prayed.

Today, I thanked God,
That I have a friend in you;
A friend like you.

So a voice intruded and asked,
What could you give?
Because I don’t think you deserve,
A friend in them,
A friend like them.

So I thought long and hard
On how to return,
All the pleasures I’ve found
In this bond of love.

A trip to the Maldives?
My pockets said no!
A balm for all your grief,
But I’m no doctor, you know..

I’m not perfect,
But I’m trying
Ah, I’ll always be there;
No, I’d be lying.

I’m sorry dear friend,
I know I’ve not been the best,
But this is what I know,
How my love I have shown:

That when you have fallen short,
In those days that only rain wrought;
I prayed.

When my strength was gone,
And you had to walk alone;
I prayed.

I have prayed for you,
Because I’m not the perfect friend;
But I know the One who is.

So my friend,
If they ask you if I was a perfect friend,
Tell them; No! But at least she prayed.

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