Little Gray Songs from St. Joseph's - Part 45

O Jesu, how my soul goes forth
To be a friend to thee,
Who had no friend to know thyself,
Who ever walked lonely;

And whom the ages lonelier make,
Upon thy lifted tree.
O Jesu how my soul goes forth
To be a friend to thee.
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