Jesus, Lover of My Soul

Jesus, lover of my soul,

Let me to Thy bosom fly,

While the billows near me roll,

While the tempest still is high.

Hide me, O my Saviour, hide,

Till the storm of life be past;

Safe into haven guide;

Oh, receive my soul at last!

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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 I bring;

Cover my defenseless head

With the shadow of They wing.

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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;

Vile and full of sin I am,

Thou art full of truth and grace.

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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!

-C. Wesley