Songs That Sustain Me – Jesus, Lover of my Soul

Greetings Dear Reader,

I first encountered this song in High School when a man from the Philippines sang it in chapel.  The song is one of over a thousand hymns written by Charles Wesley in the eighteenth century.  It is my favorite of his.

This song serves to remind me of the grace and protection that I have in Christ.  It reassures me that I have a

refuge and place of safety when life is difficult and painful.  I have sung this song often whilst weeping.  It helps me to remember all that Christ offers to support and comfort me.

It also is good for me to remember that all of this is because of God’s love and grace.  It is out of love for me that comfort and care are available.  I have tried other refuge and it just does not work.   

Jesus Lover of my Soul

Charles Wesley

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.

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 defenseless 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.

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;

False and full of sin I am;

Thou art full of truth and grace.

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.

Wishing you joy in the journey,

Aramis Thorn

Mat 13:52 So Jesus said to them, "That is why every writer who has become a disciple of Christ’s rule of the universe is like a home owner. He liberally hands out new and old things from his great treasure store."