Jesus, lover of my soul

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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;
O receive my soul at last.
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Other refuge have I none,
Hangs my helpless soul on Thee;
Leave, oh, 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.
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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;
Vile and full of sin I am,
Thou art full of truth and grace.
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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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Treasure Amarachukwu Chigozie

Aba, Abia, Nigeria

My heart has been heavy since early morning, my eyes full of tears as my kids watch me. thinking of all the challenges I am facing now. But this song has litted my spirit. Thank God for the song writer. I'm blessed.


Maurice Degarennier

Stockton-On-Tees, Teesside

Thank you Steve Miller for giving stanza 2 on 2 Feb 2014.


Ana Lara

Tolland, Connecticut, United States

Charles Wesley, the father of hymnody and the “first Methodist” wrote over 8,000 hymns. One for every day after his conversion until the day he died. This hymn is his crowning work.

There are two accounts as to the occasion in which he wrote it. One version tells us that during a stormy night, Charles, unable to sleep, opened his bedroom window to watch the storm. As he was viewing the stormy scene, suddenly a bird exhausted by the wind and hotly persued by a hawk, flew into the window and Charles Wesley’s breast for protection. Having saved the bird and placed it in security, he turned to his desk and wrote this hymn so realistic and so descriptive of fear and intense longing of the anxious soul to find safety and rest.

Another account tells that Wesley, while in Killyleag County Down, Ireland had been preaching in the open fields. In the process, he was persued by a mob violently opposed to his message. Charles was given a hiding place by a local farmer’s wife and is said to have penned this words to the hymn while hearing the cries of his pursuers nearby.


Glory

Anambra, Nigeria

Jesus, lover of my soul. Fill my heart with Your love. Cause me to smile again in Jesus name. Amen.


Kingsolomon Adeoye

Ile Ife, Osun State, Nigeria

Oh Lord of all Grace, May you fulfill in me and everyone the depth and revelation behind this hymn in Jesus name.


Frank Alcamo

Oceanside, New York, United States

Jesus help us to experience You in all Your fullness. Help us to live the Words of this song.


Amos Kimani

Naivasha, Nakuru, Kenya

We thank the Lord who loved us to an extent of dying for us. The same way we should be crazy lovers of Jesus.


Eleazar Ullón

Ciudad Del Este, Alto Paraná, Paraguay

Wonderful!


Thapelo

Johannesburg, Gauteng, South Africa

What a wonderful hymn! bless the souls of all departed who left us with such wonderful music.

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


Francisca Effiom

Calabar, Nigeria

A place of refuge is He. A shelter from the storm of life. Whether we deserve His grace or not, He showers us with His grace anyway. Jesus is the solid rock on which we stand. Thank You Jesus for Your work of redemption.