Jesus, Lover of My Soul



  1. 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. 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 defenseless head

    With the shadow of thy wing.

Text: Charles Wesley, 1707–1788

Music: Joseph P. Holbrook, 1822–1888