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About this Hymn
In this hymn Charles Wesley explored the struggle of being helpless, expressed through a series of evocative images—a storm, a place of refuge, and the refuge of God's wings—that highlight both his hopes and his fears. The beauty of the hymn is in the way his struggle appeals to us in our shared experience of walking through difficult times with faith in Christ. – Patrick Eby & Christopher McFadden
Lyrics
Verse 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!
Verse 2
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.
Verse 3
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.
Verse 4
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.
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!
Verse 2
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.
Verse 3
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.
Verse 4
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.
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Attribution & Copyright
Words: Charles Wesley, 1740
Music: Joseph Parry, 1879
Music: Joseph Parry, 1879