When no one saw the tears I cried,
God’s hand wiped the tears dry.
When no arms reached out to hold,
God’s arms were tight to enfold.
When loyal friends could not be hailed,
God’s promise to remain never failed.
God’s shoulders have felt my tears,
And God’s ears have known my fears.
More than any friend loyal and true,
More than any friend I ever knew,
More than any love who captured eye and ear,
God’s arms have held me tenderly near.
With countless friends I have been blessed,
But of them all, God is the best!
