Words: John Newton, 1779, alt.

Music: Alexander Robert Reinagle, 1830

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How sweet the name of Jesus sounds
in a believer's ear!
It soothes our sorrows, heals our wounds,
and drives away our fear.

It makes the wounded spirit whole
and calms the heart's unrest;
'tis manna to the hungry soul,
and to the weary, rest.

Dear name! the Rock on which I build,
my shield and hiding place;
my never-failing treasury
filled with boundless stores of grace.

O Jesus, Shepherd, Guardian, Friend,
my Prophet, Priest, and King,
my Lord, my Life, my Way, my End,
accept the praise I bring.

How weak the effort of my heart,
how cold my warmest thought;
but when I see You as You are,
I'll praise You as I ought.

Till then I would Your love proclaim
with every fleeting breath;
and may the music of Your name
refresh my soul in death.