|HOW sweet the name of Jesus sounds
In a believerís 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;
íTis 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||Jesus! my Shepherd, Brother, Friend,
My Prophet, Priest, and King;
My Lord, my Life, my Way, my End,
Accept the praise I bring.
|5||Weak is the effort of my heart,
And cold my warmest thought;
But when I see Thee as Thou art,
Iíll praise Thee as I ought.
|6||Till then I would Thy love proclaim
With every fleeting breath;
And may the music of Thy name
Refresh my soul in death!
|John Newton, 1725-1807|