1 Forever here my rest shall be,
Close to Thy bleeding side;
This all my hope and all my plea;
For me the Saviour died.
For me, for me,
What can I ask beside?
This all my hope and all my plea;
For me the Saviour died.

2 No voice can sing, no heart can frame,
Nor can the mem’ry find
A sweeter sound than Jesus’ name—
The Saviour of mankind.
Dear name, dear name,
No other can I find;
A sweeter sound than Jesus’ name—
The Saviour of mankind.

3 O, hope of ev’ry contrite heart,
O, joy of all the meek!
To those who ask, how kind Thou art,
How good to those who seek!
How good, how good,
How good to those who ask;
To those who ask, how kind Thou art,
How good to those who seek!