Sacred Heart


In Thy Sacred Heart, my Jesus,
Hide Thou me;
From the storm that round me rages,
Hide Thou me;
Where no mortal arm can sever
From the One I love forever,
In Thy Sacred heart, my Jesus,
Hide Thou me.

In the hour of bitter sorrow
Hide Thou me;
Whisper comfort for the morrow,
Jesus, to me;
When the tempter’s darts are wielding
And my soul is almost yielding,
In Thy Sacred Heart, my Jesus,
Hide Thou me.

Old hymn

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