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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.
DJesus,
lover
A
of
my
Bm
soul,
DLet
me
G
to
Thy
D
bosom
Em7
fly,
A7While
the
D
nearer
A
waters
Bm
roll,
DWhile
the
G
tempest
D
still
is
Em7
high:
A7Hide
me,
Bm
O
my
D
Savior,
G
hide,
Till the
Bm
storm
of
D
life
is
G
past;
A7Safe
in
D
to
the
A
haven
Bm
guide;
DO
re
G
ceive
my
A7
soul
at
D
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.
DOther
refuge
A
have
I
Bm
none,
DHangs
my
G
helpless
D
soul
on
Em7
Thee;
A7Leave,
oh,
D
leave
me
A
not
Bm
alone,
DStill
G
support
and
D
comfort
Em7
me.
A7All
my
Bm
trust
on
D
Thee
is
G
stayed,
All my
Bm
help
from
D
Thee
I
G
bring;
A7Cover
D
my
A
defenseless
Bm
head
DWith
the
G
shadow
A7
of
Thy
D
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.
DThou,
O Christ, art
A
all
I
Bm
want;
DMore
than
G
all
in
D
Thee
I
Em7
find;
A7Raise
the
D
fallen,
A
cheer
the
Bm
faint,
DHeal
the
G
sick
and
D
lead
the
Em7
blind.
A7Just
and
Bm
holy
D
is
Thy
G
name,
I am
Bm
all
D G
unrighteousness;
A7Vile
and
D
full
of
A
sin
I
Bm
am,
DThou
art
G
full
of
A7
truth
and
D
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.