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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; O receive my soul at last.
EJesus,
C♯m
lover
B
of
my soul,
ELet
me
A
to
Thy
Ebo
B7
som
E
fly,
While the
C♯m
nearer
B
waters
roll,
EWhile
the
A
tempest
E
still
B7
is
E
high:
Hide me, O my
A
Savior,
E
hide,
Till the storm of
A
life
is
B
past;
ESafe
in
C♯m
to
the
B
haven
guide;
EO
re
A
ceive
my
E
soul
B7
at
E
last.
2
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.
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.
EOther
C♯m
refuge
B
have
I none,
EHangs
my
A
helpless
E
soul
B7
on
E
Thee;
Leave, oh,
C♯m
leave
me
B
not
alone,
EStill
A
support
and
E B7
comfort
E
me.
All my trust on
A
Thee
is
E
stayed,
All my help from
A
Thee
I
B
bring;
ECover
C♯m
my
B
defenseless
head
EWith
the
A
shadow
E
of
B7
Thy
E
wing.
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; Vile and full of sin I am, Thou art full of truth and grace.
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.
EThou,
O
C♯m
Christ,
art
B
all
I want;
EMore
than
A
all
in
E
Thee
B7
I
E
find;
Raise the
C♯m
fallen,
B
cheer
the faint,
EHeal
the
A
sick
and
E
lead
B7
the
E
blind.
Just and holy
A
is
Thy
E
name,
I am all
A B
unrighteousness;
EVile
and
C♯m
full
of
B
sin
I am,
EThou
art
A
full
of
E
truth
B7
and
E
grace.
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.
For me to get into this hymn, I needed to sing it over and over in a quiet place. The Spirit showed me Christ in a double way. First, Christ is the one who loves my soul in the hardships of life (verses 1-2). He is my refuge who supports and comforts when all becomes so difficult. Second, when the corruption of my nature seems so present, Christ is the only One I want, and He is more than all I need to be healed and set free (verses 3-4)! I can cry to Him when the situations of life are hard from without; I can abide in Him when I realize how terrible I am within! He is sufficient in every way!
The tune expresses the writer's helplessness in himself and his trust in the Lord. The moment I hears it, it "sends" me "directly" to the Lord Himself.