Let me to Thy bosom fly, While the nearer waters 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, O receive my soul at last! 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 stay'd, All my help from Thee I bring: Cover my defenceless head With the shadow of Thy wing! Wilt Thou not regard my call? Wilt Thou not accept my prayer? Lo! I sink, I faint, I fall -- Lo! on Thee I cast my care! Reach me out Thy gracious hand: While I of Thy strength receive, Hoping against hope I stand, Dying, and behold I live! 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! |