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Jesus, Saviour of my soul,
To thy care and love I fly,
While the waves of trouble roll,
While the tempest still is high;
Hide me, O my Saviour, hide,
Till the storm of life be past;
Safe into the haven guide,
Oh, receive my soul at last.
Other refuge have I none,
Clings 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 defenceless head
With the shadow of thy wing.