Saturday, February 14, 2026

Where Is Your Hearts Loving Rest?

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!


Charles Wesley (1740)
Psalter Hymnal, 1987

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