Is it real, is it not   Does it fly, does it walk   I know I'd like to talk to one      Do I hear the brush of wings   Or just the flutter my heart sings   Oh the comfort that it brings to me      I have friends in high places   Assurance of home, there's a hedge all around me   Every step is foreknown   By the one who is watching   He loves His own   Friends in high places   Surrounding the throne      In the garden on the cross   A battle waged for the lost   In His blood I am washed forever      He has won, I'm purified   I'm protected through the night   He's coming back for me, His bride   I'm ready      Protection   Comfort   Lead me to Him