Hymns, no. 311
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 nigh. Hid 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 head With the shadow of thy wing.