How sweet the name of Jesus sounds in a believer’s ear!
It soothes his sorrows, heals his wounds, and drives away his fear.
It makes the wounded spirit whole and calms the troubled breast;
’tis manna to the hungry soul, and to the weary, rest.
Dear Name! the Rock on which I build; My shield and hiding- place;
My never-failing treasury, filled With boundless stores of grace.
Jesus, My Shepherd, Savior, Friend, My Prophet, Priest, and King;
My Lord, My Life, My Way, My End, Accept the praise I bring.
Weak is the effort of my heart, And cold my warmest thought;
But when I see Thee as Thou art, I’ll praise Thee as I ought.
Till then I would Thy love proclaim With every fleeting breath;
And may the music of Thy Name Refresh my soul in death.