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 Savior, hide! Till the storm of life is past;
Safe into the haven guide, O receive my soul at last!

Other refuge has I none, Hangs my helpless soul on thee;
Leave O 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 defenseless head With the shadow of Thy wing.

Thou, O Christ, 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.

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.