310a. Christ, our all

1 Jesus! lover of my soul,
Let me to thy bosom fly
While the billows near me roll.
While the tempest still is high;
Hide me, O my Saviour! hide,
Till the storm of life is past;
Safe into the haven guide;
Oh, receive my soul at last!

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 defenceless head
With the shadow of thy 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.

4 Plenteous grace with thee is found,
Grace to pardon 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.

Text Information
First Line: Jesus! lover of my soul
Title: Christ, our all
Author: Charles Wesley
Language: English
Publication Date: 1890
Topic: Conflict With Sin
Tune Information
Name: REFUGE
Composer: J. P. Holbrook
Meter: 7s, D
Key: D Major



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