The Hymnal ‎#223a

223a. Jesus, Lover of my soul

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 Savior, hide,
Till the storm of life be past;
Safe into the haven guide,
O receive my soul at last.

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 defenseless head
With the shadow of Thy wing.

Plenteous grace with Thee is found,
Grace to cleanse from every 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.

Amen.

Text Information

• First Line: Jesus, Lover of my soul
• Author: Charles Wesley (1740, abbr.)
• Meter: Eight 7's
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1916
• Topic: Sundays after Trinity: Faith; Visitation; Sunday Schools: General Use; Parochial Missions

Tune Information

• Name: HOLLINGSIDE
• Composer: John B. Dykes (1861)
• Meter: Eight 7's
• Incipit: 35655 43176 53123
• Key: E♭ Major