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, Husband, 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.

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