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The Truest Heart Friend

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Review and Herald Publishing Association · Takoma Park Station, Washington, D. C. · Sep 18, 1913

FromReview and Herald, Vol. 90, No. 38.

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The Truest Heart Friend

By Worthie Harris Holden

WORTHIE HARRIS HOLDEN
There's many a smile that but covers A lonesome and grief-laden heart, There's many a feigning of laughter That shrouds where quick tear-drops would start;
The woe that lies deep in its hiding, Its secret too proud to bestow, Is the keenest and bitterest sorrow That human affection can know.
No grief hid from thee, Man of sorrows, Forever the truest heart friend; No mortal can fathom thine anguish That thronged all earth's path to its end.
'Tis joy on thy bosom reclining To sense thou art gracious and strong, And grantest each seeker thy blessing For solace and cheer all day long.
There's no aid like thine, blessed Saviour, No arm can support like thine own; Thou liftest us up from destruction To bring us at last to thy throne; And in thy compassion thou givest The soul who on thee will depend, Each morning some word for the weary To point them to Jesus, their friend.
Portland, Oregon.