THOU hidden source of calm repose, Thou all-sufficient love divine; My help and refuge from my foes, Secure I am if Thou art mine; And lo! from sin, and grief, and shame, I hide me, Jesus, in Thy name.
Thy mighty name salvation is, And keeps my happy soul above; Comfort it brings, and power, and peace, And joy, and everlasting love; To me, with Thy dear name, are given Pardon, and holiness, and Heaven.
Jesus, my All-in-all Thou art— My rest in toil, my ease in pain, The medicine of my broken heart, In war my peace, in loss my gain; My smile beneath the tyrant’s frown; In shame, my glory and my crown;
In want, my plentiful supply; In weakness, my almighty power; In bonds, my perfect liberty; My light in Satan’s darkest hour; My help and stay whene’er I call; My life in death, my Heaven, my all.
Charles Wesley, 1707-88