How sweet the name of Jesus sounds in a believer's ear!
It soothes my sorrows, heals my wounds, and drives away my fear.
It makes the wounded spirit whole and calms the troubled breast;
It satisfies the hungry soul and gives the weary rest.
Dear Name, the Rock on which I build, my Shield and Hiding Place,
My never-failing treasure, filled with boundless stores of grace.
My Jesus, Savior, Shepherd, 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 You as You art, I’ll praise You as I ought.
Till then I would Your love proclaim with ev’ry fleeting breath,
And may the music of Your name refresh my soul in death.