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!
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!
On The Jericho Road 1 As you travel along on the Jericho road, Does the world seem all wrong and heavy your load? Just bring it to Christ, ...
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