Words and music: Charles Wesley and Simon Marsh
From: Guitar Picker - www.gospelmusic.org.uk
Jesus Lover of My Soul

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Jesus, lover of my soul, 
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Let me to Thy bosom fly,
While the nearer waters roll, 
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While the tempest still is high.
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Hide me, O my Saviour, hide, 
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Till the storm of life is past;
Safe into the haven guide; 
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O 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.

Wilt Thou not regard my call? 
Wilt Thou not accept my prayer?
Lo! I sink, I faint, I fall—Lo! 
On Thee I cast my care;
Reach me out Thy gracious hand! 
While I of Thy strength receive,
Hoping against hope I stand, 
Dying, and behold, I live.

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, 
I am all unrighteousness;
False and full of sin I am; 
Thou art full of truth and grace.

Plenteous grace with Thee is found, 
Grace to cover 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.