"Jesus, Lover of My Soul" (1834)
Words by Charles Wesley, 1707-1788, 1740
Music by Simeon Butler Marsh, 1798-1875, 1834

"The Lord will by a refuge in times of trouble."--Psalm 9:9

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 Savior, hide,
Till the storm of life is 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 defenseless 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 with in my heart,
Rise to all eternity.