Where shall we look when the heart is sad
With the burden of many cares?
Where shall we turn when the weak and bad
Have covered our pathway with snares?
Where shall we seek for a helping hand
When the body and spirit bend?
Ah! then we must seek for courage and
Unbosom ourselves to a friend.
Where shall we go when the heart is gay
And throbs with a pure delight
That lightens the weight of toil by day
And sweetens our sleep at night?
What shall we do when the battle of life
Goes on with a glorious trend?
Ah! then in the joy of the world's strife
We must share our hopes with a friend.