Jesus, Lover of My Soul

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

OTHER REFUGE HAVE I NONE, HANGS MY HELPLESS SOUL ON THEE; LEAVE, AH! LEAVE ME NOT ALONE, STILL SUPPORT AND COMFORT ME. HIDE ME, O MY SAVIOR, HIDE, TILL THE STORM OF LIFE IS PAST, SAFE INTO THE HAVEN GUIDE, O RECEIVE MY SOUL AT LAST

O WHAT GRACE WITH tHEE IS FOUND GRACE TO COVER ALL MY SIN; LET THE HEALING STREAMS ABOUND; MAKE AND KEEP ME PURE WITHIN. HIDE ME, O MY SAVIOR, HIDE TILL THE STORM OF LIFE IS PAST; SAFE INTO THE HAVEN GUIDE;

sAFE INTO THE HAVEN GUIDE, O receive MY SOUL AT LAST  

When sorrow like sea billows roll While the nearer waters roll, while the tempest still is high Be still my soul, the wind and waves still know His voice that ruled them while He dwelt below

How long, O Lord. Will you forget me forever How long, O Lord? Will you forget me forever? How long will you hide your face from me? How long may I wrestle with my thoughts? And every day have sorrow in my heart? How long will my enemy triumph over me? ~ Psalm 13

Prayer does not mean simply to pour out one’s heart… It is a dangerous error, certainly very widespread among Christians, to think that the heart can pray by itself. Prayer does not mean simply to pour out one’s heart… -- Dietrich Bonhoeffer

For this we need the psalms… If we wish to pray with confidence and gladness, whether the heart is full or empty then the words of the Holy Scripture will have to be the solid basis of our prayer. For this we need the psalms… -- Dietrich Bonhoeffer

Surely I have composed and quieted my soul;           Like a weaned child rests against his mother,           My soul is like a weaned child within me. Psalm 131: 2

What does being proud have to do with this?

Surely I spoke of things I did not understand, things too wonderful for me to know. Job 42:3

My heart is not proud, O Lord my Lord My heart is not proud, O Lord my Lord. My eyes are not haughty; O Lord my Lord. I do not, I do not, concern myself with great matters or things too wonderful for me ~ Psalm 131

I. Be Filled With The Spirit A. Speak to one another with psalms, hymns, & spiritual songs B. Sing C. Give thanks D. Submit to one another

Teach me some melodious sonnet Sung by flaming tongues above Melodious - Power of Music Sonnet - Power of Poetry Flaming Tongues – Power of the Holy Spirit

Why are you downcast, O my soul? Why so disquieted within me? Psalm 42:5, 11

Can I bring him back again? I will go to him, but he will not return to me. 1 Samuel 13: 2

Put your hope in God! Psalm 42: 5, 11

I pant for you as a deer pants for streams of living water. ~ Psalm 42:1

But my only water is my tears day and night. ~ Psalm 42:3

All your waves and breakers are washing over me. ~ Psalm 42:7b

Deep calls to deep in the roar of your waterfalls. ~Psalm 42:7a

Anne Brestin – October 2004

Remember how the LORD your God led you all the way in the wilderness these forty years to humble you and to test you, in order to know what is in your heart . Deuteronomy 8:2

Remember how the LORD your God led you all the way in the wilderness these forty years to humble you and to test you, in order to know what is in your heart . Deuteronomy 8:2

My foes taunt me, saying to me all day long, “Where is your God?” ~Psalm 42:10

I say to God my rock, “Why have you forgotten me?” ~Psalm 42:9

Oh the deep, deep love of Jesus Vast, unmeasured, boundless, free! Rolling as a Mighty ocean In its fullness over me!

Underneath me, all around me, Is the current of thy love Leading onward, leading homeward To thy glorious rest above!  

Oh the deep, deep love of Jesus, Spread His praise from shore to shore! How He loveth, ever loveth; Changeth never, nevermore!  

How He watches o-er His loved ones Died to call them all His own; How for them He intercedeth Watcheth o’er them from the throne!  

O the deep, deep love of Jesus, Love of every love the best! ‘Tis an ocean vast of blessing ‘Tis a haven sweet of rest!  

O the deep, deep love of Jesus, “Tis a heaven of heavens to me; And it lifts me up to glory, For it lifts me up to Thee!