1 How sweet the name of Jesus sounds
in a believer's ear!
It soothes his sorrows, heals his wounds,
and drives away his fear.

2 It makes the wounded spirit whole
and calms the troubled breast;
'tis manna to the hungry soul,
and to the weary, rest.

3 Dear name! the Rock on which I build,
my Shield and Hiding Place;
my never-failing Treasury filled
with boundless stores of grace!

4 By Thee my prayers acceptance gain,
although with sin defiled;
Satan accuses me in vain,
and I am owned a child.

5 Jesus! my Shepherd, Husband, Friend,
my Prophet, Priest, and King;
my Lord, my Life, my Way, my End,
accept the praise I bring.

6 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!

7 Till then I would Thy love proclaim
with every fleeting breath;
and may the music of Thy name
refresh my soul in death.