How Sweet the Name of Jesus Sounds
~words by John Newton
How sweet the name of Jesus sounds
In a believer’s ear!
It soothes his sorrow, 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.
By Thee, my prayers acceptance gain,
Although with sin defiled;
Satan accuses me in vain,
And I am owned a child.
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.
‘Til then I would Thy love proclaim
With every fleeting breath,
And may the music of Thy name
Refresh my soul in death.