Jesus, Lover of my soul, Let me to Thy bosom fly While the nearer waters roll, While the tempest still is high! Hide me, O my Saviour, hide Till the storm of life is past; Safe into the haven guide; O receive my soul at last!
Other refuge have I none, Hangs my helpless soul on Thee; Leave, O leave me not alone. Still support and comfort me! All my trust on Thee is stayed, All my help from Thee I bring; Cover my defenceless head With the shadow of Thy wing!
Thou, O Christ, art all I want, More than all in Thee I find! Raise the fallen, cheer the faint, Heal the sick, and lead the blind. just and holy is Thy name, I am all unrighteousness; False and full of sin I am, Thou art full of truth and grace.
Plenteous grace with Thee is found, Grace to cover all my sin; Let the healing streams abound, Make and keep me pure within; Thou of life the fountain art, Freely let me take of Thee; Spring Thou up within my heart, Rise to all eternity.