He Is My Friend

e is iiiï friend. who finds in evervthlng . omethlng to praise; who casts bouonth lus fC6t All false Ideas, vea, who BCOrns decoit, He is my Irieud. He is mv friend, who loves tbe good anl truc, And hateth evil witli a holy lre : Who nerves liimself to couquer md aspire, He is in y frieud. He is my friend, who throweth uanw creeds 'nto the wind, and like the wind is free; Vhose miud is broad. wlio loves, humamty, He is iny frieud. Ie is my friend. who BOOrna to lead astray 'he pure in heart. from the high rond of right; Whoever guards them like a gallant kuight, He is my friend He is mv fvioud, who tries, thougb he may lan, To reacli the goal that he afar has sought, Vho moves maukind by earuest deed and thought. He is my friena. He is my fricnd who offers me his hand. nd uever shrinks to weloome me with cheer, Vheue'er we meet, a peasaut or a peer, He is my írlend. He is my frieud ivho hastens to my side. And liké a brother would my name defend, Dhough otliers lail me, yet will he abide, He is my fnend.