Stormy Looking in the Country with How sweet is the love of my Savior! and O Jesus, Saviour of the lost

How sweet is the love of my Savior!
‘Tis boundless and deep as the sea;
And best of it all, it is daily
Growing sweeter and sweeter to me.

I know He is ever beside me!
Eternity only will prove
The height and the depth of His mercy,
And the breadth of His infinite love.

Wherever He leads I will follow,
Thro’ sorrow, or shadow, or sun;
And tho’ I be tried in the furnace,
I can say, “Lord, Thy will be it done.”

Some day face to face I shall see Him,
And oh, what a joy it will be
To know that His love, now so precious,
Will forever grow sweeter to me!

Chorus
Sweeter and sweeter to me,
Dearer and dearer each day;
Oh, wonderful love of my Savior,
Growing dearer each step of the way!

Chas. H. Gabriel
O Jesus, Saviour of the lost,
  My rock and hiding place,
By storms of sin and sorrow tossed,
  I seek Thy sheltering grace.

Guilty, forgive me, Lord, I cry,
  Pursued by foes, I come;
A sinner, save me, or I die,
  An outcast, take me home.

Once safe in Thine almighty arms,
  Let storms come on amain:
There danger never, never harms,
  There death itself is gain.

And when I stand before Thy Throne,
  And all Thy glories see,
Still be my righteousness alone
  To hide myself in Thee.

Bishop Edward H. Bickersteth