1 Now to the haven of thy breast,
O Son of man, I fly;
Be thou my refuge and my rest,
For oh! the storm is high.
3 Protect me from the furious blast;
My shield and shelter be;
Hide me, my Saviour, till o'erpast
The storm of sin I see.
3 As welcome as the water-spring
Is to a barren place,
Jesus, descend on me, and bring
Thy sweet, refreshing grace.
4 As o'er a parched and weary land
A rock extends its shade,
So hide me, Saviour, with thy hand,
And screen my naked head.
5 How swift to save me didst thou move
In every trying hour!
O still protect me with thy love,
And shield me with thy power.
Source: The Seventh-Day Adventist Hymn and Tune Book: for use in divine worship #756
Charles Wesley, M.A. was the great hymn-writer of the Wesley family, perhaps, taking quantity and quality into consideration, the great hymn-writer of all ages. Charles Wesley was the youngest son and 18th child of Samuel and Susanna Wesley, and was born at Epworth Rectory, Dec. 18, 1707. In 1716 he went to Westminster School, being provided with a home and board by his elder brother Samuel, then usher at the school, until 1721, when he was elected King's Scholar, and as such received his board and education free. In 1726 Charles Wesley was elected to a Westminster studentship at Christ Church, Oxford, where he took his degree in 1729, and became a college tutor. In the early part of the same year his religious impressions were much deepene… Go to person page >
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