My Friend

My friend, I stand in judgment now,
And I feel that you're to blame somehow.
On earth I walked with you day by day,
And never did you show the way.

You knew the Lord in truth and glory,
But never did you tell the story.
My knowledge then was very dim;
You could have led me safe to Him.

You taught me many things, that's true;
I called you "friend" and trusted you.
But I learn, now that it's too late,
You could have kept me from this fate.

We walked by day and talked by night,
And yet you showed me not the light.
You let me live, and love, and die;
You knew I'd never live on high.

Yes, I called you "friend" in life
And trusted you through joy and strife.
And yet, on coming to this end,
I cannot now call you my friend.

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