How sweet the Name of Jesus sounds In a believer's ear It soothes his sorrows, heals his wounds 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 Dear Name, the Rock on which I build My Shield and Hiding Place My never failing treasury, filled With boundless stores of grace Jesus! my Shepherd, Brother, Friend My Prophet, Priest and King My Lord, my Life, my Way, my End Accept the praise I bring 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 Till then I would Thy love proclaim With every fleeting breath And may the music of Thy Name Refresh my soul in death