“. . . I am persuaded, that neither death, nor life, nor angels, nor principalities, nor powers, nor things present, nor things to come, Nor height, nor depth, nor any other creature, shall be able to separate us from the love of God, which is in Christ Jesus our Lord” (Romans 8:38,39).
Charles Wesley, considered by many to be the greatest hymn writer of all time, wove into his Iyrics the very words and thoughts of Scripture. Such it is with the deeply moving hymn, Jesus, Lover of My Soul. Let us use its four verses these next four days to direct our thoughts to our Lord and Savior, His love for us, and our love in return.
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 thy harbor guide, oh receive my soul at last.
“Now there was leaning on Jesus’ bosom one of His disciples, whom Jesus loved” (John 13:23). How often do we lean on Jesus’ bosom, and partake of that intimate agape love? There we find safety both in this life and the life to come, for Jesus Himself “is in the bosom of the Father” (John 1:18), and He asks, “Father, I will that they also, whom thou hast given me, be with me where I am” (John 17:24).
Safe in His arms of love we find shelter from the flood and tempest, “for in the time of trouble He shall hide me in His pavilion: in the secret of His tabernacle shall He hide me; He shall set me up upon a rock” (Psalm 27:5). “For thou hast been a strength to the poor, a strength to the needy in his distress, a refuge from the storm, a shadow from the heat” (Isaiah 25:4).
Jesus, the lover of the soul, paid the ultimate sacrifice and is even now preparing an eternal safe haven for you and me, the objects of His love. He promised, “If I go and prepare a place for you, I will come again, and receive you unto myself; that where I am, there ye may be also” (John 14:3). JDM