Let Me to Thy Bosom Fly

Verse 1

“Let me to Thy bosom fly,” Weak and wounded, like the bird; Hear, oh, hear my earnest cy; Let Thy pity be conferred.

Chorus

“Let me to Thy bosom fly;” Let my lips repeat the cry; “While the tempest still is high, Let me to Thy bosom fly.”

Verse 2

“Let me to Thy bosom fly,” Stormy waves around me roll; Surges beating mountain high, Threaten to engulf my soul.

Verse 3

“Let me to Thy bosom fly,” Hallelujah! then I’ll sing; Thro’ the blue arch of the sky, Anthems loud and clear shall ring.