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, 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.

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,

Prince of Peace and Righteousness;

Most unworthy, Lord, I am,

Thou art full of love and grace.

4 Plenteous grace with thee is found,

Grace to pardon all my sins;

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.