Three Friends
It could be one, it could be two
And it could be three
The friends I have, I hold them close
Because they comfort me
Sometimes there’s only one I call
To tell my feelings too
And other times it might take two
Before I can get through
And if I want to make a point clear
And call on all of them
I will do it oh so gladly
And talk to all my friends
They are all important to me
Each and everyone
And the help that they give me
It is second to none
These friends that I speak of fondly
Have very special gifts
The encouragement’s they offer
Gives me a wondrous lift
And these three friends could be yours too
It is not an idle boast
Just call on them and change your life
Father, Son and Holy Ghost
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