[16] The late lamented B. B. Thatcher.
THE EVER PRESENT FRIEND.
“Lo! I am with you always, even unto the end of the world.”
I’ve a Friend who will not leave me,
Ever walking by my side;
Other friends too often grieve me,
Coldly smile, or harshly chide.
But the Friend who dwelleth near me,
Is my Father—Guard—and Guide;
Ah! ’tis He alone can bear me