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 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 defenseless head With the shadow of Thy wing Thou, 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 Just and holy is Thy Name Source of all true righteousness Thou art evermore the same Thou art full of truth and grace