262 7s, double. A covert from the storm. Isaiah 4:6. Jesus, lover of my soul, Let me to thy bosom fly, While the billows near me roll, While the tempest still is high; Hide me, O my Saviour, hide, Till the storm of life is past, Safe into the haven guide, O receive my soul at last. 2 Other refuge have I none, Hangs my helpless soul on thee! Leave, O 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 defenseless head With the shadow of thy wing. 3 Thou, O Christ, art all I want, Boundless love in thee I find; Raise the fallen, cheer the faint, Heal the sick, and lead the blind. Just and holy is thy name, Prince of Peace and Righteousness; Most unworthy, Lord, I am, Thou art full of love and grace. 4 Plenteous grace with thee is found, Grace to pardon all my sins; 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. 263 8s, 7s & 4s. Friend of sinners. One there is above all others, Well deserves the name of Friend; His is love beyond a brother’s, Costly, free, and knows no end; Hallelujah! Costly, free, and knows no end. 2 Which of all our friends to save us, Could or would have shed his blood? But this Saviour died, to have us Reconciled in him to God. Hallelujah! Reconciled in him to God. 3 When he lived on earth abaséd, Friend of sinners was his name; Now above all glory raiséd, He rejoices in the same; Hallelujah! He rejoices in the same. 264 11s. The Rock that is higher than I. In seasons of grief to my God I’ll repair, When my heart is o’erwhelmed with sorrow and care: From the end of the earth unto thee will I cry, Lead me to the Rock that is higher than I! Higher than I, higher than I, Lead me to the Rock that is higher than I. 2 When Satan the tempter comes in like a flood To drive my poor soul from the fountain of good, I’ll pray to the Lord who for sinners did die— Lead me to the Rock that is higher than I. 3 And when I have finished my pilgrimage here, Complete in Christ’s righteousness I shall appear, In the swellings of Jordan, all dangers defy, And look to the Rock that is higher than I.