1 How sweet the name of Jesus sounds
in a believer's ear!
It soothes our sorrows, heals our wounds,
and drives away all fear.
2 It makes the wounded spirit whole
and calms the heart's unrest;
'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.
The devil charges me in vain,
and I am owned a child.
5 O Jesus, shepherd, guardian, friend,
my prophet, priest, and king,
my Lord, my life, my way, my end,
accept the praise I bring.
6 How weak the effort of my heart,
how cold my warmest thought;
but when I see thee as thou art,
I'll praise thee as I ought.
7 Till then I would your love proclaim
with every fleeting breath;
and may the music of your name
refresh my soul in death!