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!