Today's cross: Made on the Island of Murano
and bought by the Alkulas in Venice, Italy in 2006.
Charles Wesley,
1740
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,
Oh, 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!
All my trust on thee is stay’d,
All my help from thee I bring;
Cover my defenseless head
With the shadow of thy wing.
Thou, O Christ, art all
I want,
More than all in thee I find,
Raise the fall’n, cheer the faint,
Heal the sick, and lead the blind.
Just and holy is thy name;
I am all unrighteousness;
False, and full of sin I am,
Thou art full of truth and grace.
Plenteous grace
with thee is found,
Grace to cover all my sin:
Let the healing streams abound;
Make and keep me pure within;
Thou of life the fountain art;
Freely let me take of thee:
Spring thou up within my heart;
Rise to all eternity!
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