How sweet the name of Jesus sounds in a believer’s ear!
It soothes his sorrows, heals his wounds, and drives away his fear,
And drives away his fear.
It makes the wounded spirit whole, and calms the troubled breast;
‘Tis manna to the hungry soul, and to the weary rest,
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,
With boundless stores of grace.
Weak is the effort of my heart, and cold my warmest tho’t;
But when I see Thee as Thou art, I’ll praise Thee as I ought,
I’ll praise Thee as I ought.
Till then I would Thy love proclaim with ev’ry fleeting breath;
And may the music of Thy name refresh my soul in death,
Refresh my soul in death!
~ John Newton & Thomas Hastings