How sweet the Name of Jesus sounds
In a believer’s ear!
It soothes his sorrow, 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;
Our shield and hiding-place;
Our never-failing treasury, filled
With boundless stores of grace,

Jesus, my Saviour, Shepherd, Friend,
Our Prophet, Priest, and King;
My Lord, my Life, my Way, my End,
Accept the praise we bring,

Weak is the effort of our heart,
And cold our warmest thought;
But when we see Thee as Thou art,
We’ll praise Thee as I ought,

Till then we would Thy love proclaim
With every fleeting breath;
And may music of thy name
Refresh my soul in death