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HOW sweet the name of Jesus sounds In a believer’s ear! It soothes his sorrows, heals his wounds, And drives away his fear. |
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2 | It makes the wounded spirit whole, And calms the troubled breast; ’Tis manna to the hungry soul, And to the weary rest. |
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3 | Dear name! the rock on which I build, My shield and hiding-place, My never-failing treasury, filled With boundless stores of grace. |
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4 | Jesus! my Shepherd, Brother, Friend, My Prophet, Priest, and King; My Lord, my Life, my Way, my End, Accept the praise I bring. |
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5 | 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. |
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6 | 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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John Newton, 1725-1807 |