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, Saviour, Friend,
My Prophet, Priest, And King,
My Lord, My Life, My Way, My End,
Accept The Praise I Bring.

I Would Thy Boundless Love Proclaim
With Every Fleeting Breath;
So Shall The Music Of Thy Name
Refresh My Soul In Death.