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