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| 1 | What a friend we have in Jesus, |
| All our sins and griefs to bear; |
| What a privilege to carry |
| Everything to God in prayer! |
| Oh, what peace we often forfeit, |
| Oh, what needless pain we bear, |
| All because we do not carry |
| Everything to God in prayer. |
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| 2 | Have we trials and temptations? |
| Is there trouble anywhere? |
| We should never be discouraged: |
| Take it to the Lord in prayer. |
| Can we find a friend so faithful |
| Who will all our sorrows share? |
| Jesus knows our every weakness; |
| Take it to the Lord in prayer. |
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| 3 | Are we weak and heavy laden, |
| Cumbered with a load of care? |
| Precious Saviour, still our refuge; |
| Take it to the Lord in prayer. |
| Do thy friends despise, forsake thee? |
| Take it to the Lord in prayer; |
| In His arms He'll take and shield thee; |
| Thou wilt find a solace there. |
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