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,Oh, 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 defenceless headWith the shadow of thy wing.