JESUS, LOVER OF MY SOUL

1Jesus, lover of my soul, Let me to thy bosom fly, While the nearer waters roll, While the tempest still is high.

2Other refuge have I none, Hangs my helpless soul on thee; Leave, ah! leave me not alone, Still support and comfort me.

3Thou, O Christ, art all I want, More than all in thee I find: Raise the fallen, cheer the faint, Heal the sick, and lead the blind.

4Plenteous grace with thee is found, Grace to cover all my sin; Let the healing streams abound, Make and keep me pure within.