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Jesus, Lover of My Soul
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, O 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 within my heart, Rise to all eternity.
WORDS: Charles Wesley
MUSIC: Simeon B. Marsh
Theme: Walking with God: Provision and Deliverance