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Jesus, lover of my soul,
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| 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, oh, 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; |
| | Vile 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. |