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 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.