104b. Jesus, Lover of my soul

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 be past;
Safe into the haven guide,
O 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.

Text Information
First Line: Jesus, Lover of my soul
Author: C. Wesley, 1707-1788
Language: English
Publication Date: 1917
Topic: Christ: Grace of Christ; Christ: Love of; Christ: Refuge (8 more...)
Tune Information
Name: ABERYSTWYTH
Composer: Joseph Parry, 1841-1903
Meter: 7.7.7.7.7.7.7.7
Key: e minor or modal



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