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Capo: 4 Tuning: E A D G B E
GJesus, lover Cof my soul, Let me Gto thy Bosom fCly, GWhile the nearer Cwaters roll, While the Gtempest still is Chigh: DHide me, O my CSavior, Ghide, Till the Dstorm of life isC past; G DSafe into the Chaven Gguide; O receCive my Dsoul at Clast.
GOther refuge Chave I none, Hangs my Ghelpless soul on CThee; GLeave, oh, leave me Cnot alone, Still supGport and comfort Cme. DAll my trust on CThee is Gstayed, All my Dhelp from Thee I Cbring; G DCover my defCenseless Ghead With the Cshadow Dof Thy Cwing.
GThou, O Christ, art Call I want; More than Gall in Thee I Cfind; GRaise the fallen, Ccheer the faint, Heal the Gsick and lead the Cblind. DJust and holy Cis Thy Gname, I am aDll unrighteousCness; G D C. G Vile and full of sin I am, Thou art Cfull of Dtruth and Cgrace.
GPlenteous grace with CThee is found, Grace to Gcover all my Csin; GLet the healing Cstreams abound; Make and Gkeep me pure witChin. DThou of life the Cfountain Gart, Freely lDet me take of CThee; G DSpring Thou up withCin my Gheart, Rise to Call etDerniCty. G