When trouble comes your soul to try,

You love the friend who just stands by.

Perhaps there's nothing he can do;

The thing is strickly up to you,

For there are troubles all your own,

And paths the soul must tread alone;

Times when love can't smooth the road,

Nor friendship lift the heavy load.

But just to feel you have a friend,

Who will stand by until the end;

Whose sympathy through all endures,

Whose warm handclasp is always yours.

It helps somehow to pull through,

Although theres nothing he can do;

And so with fervent heart we cry,

"God bless the friend who just stands by."

--Unknown