Nuhguhmoowin 25.

8 Lines, 7's.
"Jesus, lover of my soul."
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 Saviour, hide,
Till the storm of life be past;
Safe into the haven guide,
O receive my soul at last!
Other refuge have I none,
Hangs my helpless soul on thee,
Leave, ah! leave me not alone,
Still support and comfort me:
All my trust on thee is stay'd;
All my help from thee I bring;
Cover my defenceless head
With the shadow of thy wing.
Plenteous grace with thee is found,
Grace to cover all my sin;
Let the healing streams abound,
Make and keep me pure within:
Thou of life the fountain art;
Freely let me take of thee;
Spring thou up within my heart,
Rise to all eternity.
8 lines 7's.
"Jesus, lover of my Soul."
Je sus, ke be nah ze koon
Ma nwa ne mud nin je chog;
Ma gwah ewh muh mong ah shkog,
Kuh ya ewh ke che noo ding;
Kah zhe shin a peech ma gwah
Nee skah duk pe mah de zing;
Puh guh me wizh nin je chog
Ain duh zhe uh yuh nwah ting.
Keen a tuh owh nin je chog,
Ke buh gwe sa ne me goosh;
Ka go nuh guh zhe she kain,
Pe me no uh yah we shin:
Keen mah ke duh pa ne min,
Keen a tuh ke wee doo kowh:
Mon oo uh gwuh nuh o shin
E gewh ke ning wee guh nug.
Ke wee doo kah ga win ing,
Ning uh oon je noo je moosh;
Wain je noo je mwah bah waing
Ning uh be pee ne e goon;
Keen mah pe mah de ze win,
Wa ne puzh nin dah uh yon;
Um ba, nin da ing uh toon,
Kah ge ga pe mahd' ze win.