HOW sweet the name of Jesus sounds
   In a believer’s 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;
’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  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,
    I’ll 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