What a friend we have in Jesus, all our sins and griefs to bear!
What a privilege to carry everything to God in prayer!
O what peace we often forfeit, o what needless pain we bear
All because we do not carry everything to God in prayer

What a friend
What a friend
All our sins and griefs will bear!
What a friend
What a friend
I'll give him everything in prayer

Are we weak and heavy laden, cumbered with a load of care?
Precious savior, still our refuge, take it to the lord in prayer
Do your friends despise, forsake you? Take it to the lord in prayer!
In his arms he'll take and shield you; you will find a solace there

What a friend we have in Jesus; will find my solace there