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
'Til life's storm is past;
Safe into the haven guide;
Receive my soul at last
Other refuge have I none
I helpless, hang on Thee;
Leave, oh leave me not alone
Support and comfort me
All my trust on Thee is stayed
All help from Thee I bring;
Cover my defenseless head
In the shadow of Thy wing
Thou, O Christ, are all I want
Here more than all 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
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
Let me take of Thee;
Spring Thou up within my heart;
For all eternity