483 | The Hymnal#484 | 485 |
1 O Jesus, Saviour of the lost,
My Rock and Hiding place,
By storms of sin and sorrow tossed,
I seek Thy sheltering grace.
2 Guilty, forgive me, Lord, I cry;
Pursued by foes I come;
A sinner, save me, or I die,
An outcast, take me home.
3 Once safe in Thine almighty arms,
Let storms come on amain;
There danger never, never harms;
There death itself is gain.
4 And when I stand before Thy throne,
And all Thy glories see,
Still be my righteousness alone
To hide myself in Thee.
Amen.
Text Information | |
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First Line: | O Jesus, Saviour of the lost |
Author: | Rev. Edward H. Bickersteth (1849) |
Publication Date: | 1895 |
Notes: | Now Public Domain. |