Jesus, lover of my soul,
Let me to Thy bosom fly.
While the nearer waters roll.
While the tempest still is high.
Hide me Oh my Saviour, hide me.
Till the storm of life is past.
Safe into the haven guide me.
Oh receive my soul at last.
Charles Wesley wrote this beautiful song of praise and desire to be with Jesus.
May the deep desire of our souls will be in the bosom of Jesus.
To fly away from all troubles and tribulations that this world bring.
Jesus, let me fly into Thy bosom to dwell in your holy presence for ever and ever..
Amen
Let me to Thy bosom fly.
While the nearer waters roll.
While the tempest still is high.
Hide me Oh my Saviour, hide me.
Till the storm of life is past.
Safe into the haven guide me.
Oh receive my soul at last.
Charles Wesley wrote this beautiful song of praise and desire to be with Jesus.
May the deep desire of our souls will be in the bosom of Jesus.
To fly away from all troubles and tribulations that this world bring.
Jesus, let me fly into Thy bosom to dwell in your holy presence for ever and ever..
Amen
