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 troubled breast;
'Tis manna to the hungry soul,
And to the weary, rest.
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.