the lily of the valley

I’ve found a friend in Jesus, He’s everything to me.
He’s the fairest of ten thousand to my soul;
The Lily of the Valley in Him alone I see, All I need to cleanse and make me fully whole.
In sorrow He’s my comfort, in trouble He’s my stay, He tells me every care on Him to roll.
Hallelujah! He’s the Lily of the Valley, the Bright and Morning Star.
He’s the fairest of ten thousand to my soul.


He all my griefs has taken, and all my sorrows borne;
In temptation He’s my
strong and mighty tow’r;
I have all for
Him forsaken, and all my idols torn
From my heart, and now He keeps me
by His power.
Though all the world forsake me, and Satan tempt me sore,
Through Jesus I shall safely reach the goal.
Hallelujah! He’s the Lily of the
Valley, the Bright and Morning Star, He’s the fairest of ten thousand to my
soul.

He’ll never, never leave me, nor yet forsake me here, While I live by faith
and do His blessed will;
A wall of fire
about me, I’ve nothing now to fear;
With His manna He my hungry soul
shall fill.
Then sweeping up to glory, we’ll see His blessed face, Where rivers
of delight shall ever roll.
Hallelujah! He’s the Lily of the Valley, the Bright
and morning Star, He’s the fairest of ten thousand to my soul.