1 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,
oh, receive my soul at last!
2 Other refuge have I none,
hangs my helpless soul on thee;
leave, ah! 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.
3 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.
4 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.
|First Line:||Jesus, lover of my soul|
|Author:||Charles Wesley (1707-1788)|
|Scripture:||2 Corinthians 12:9; Isaiah 40:29; Isaiah 42:16; Isaiah 64:6; Jeremiah 31:3; John 1:14; John 1:16-17; John 4:14; Mark 1:34; Psalm 17:8; Psalm 32:1; Psalm 32:6-7; Psalm 36:9; Psalm 57:1; Psalm 91:4; Psalm 107:30; Psalm 111:9; Psalm 141:8; Psalm 143:9; Revelation 21:6; Revelation 22:17; Romans 4:7; Romans 5:20|
|Topic:||Life in Christ: Our Response to Christ - In Penitence; God: in grace and mercy|
|Composer:||John Bacchus Dykes (1823-1876)|