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 is past;
Safe into the haven guide;
Oh, 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
Wilt Thou not regard my call?
Wilt Thou not accept my prayer?
Lo! I sink, I faint, I fall—
Lo! on Thee I cast my care
Reach me out Thy gracious hand!
While I of Thy strength receive
Hoping against hope I stand
Dying, and behold, I live
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
Source of all true righteousness;
Thou art evermore the same
Thou art full of truth and grace
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