Jesus, lover of my soul
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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,O receive my soul at last!
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,O receive my soul at last!