The Voice of Praise ‎#31

31. Jesus, Lover of My Soul

1 Jesus, lover of my soul.
Let me to thy bosom fly,
While the billows near me roll,
While the tempest still is high:
Hide me, O my Saviour, 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, Ah! 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,
Boundless love 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 pardon 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.

Text Information

• First Line: Jesus, lover of my soul
• Title: Jesus, Lover of My Soul
• Author: Charles Wesley
• Publication Date: 1904

Tune Information

• Name: [Jesus, lover of my soul]
• Composer: J. B. Dykes
• Key: E♭ Major