The Name above All Names

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.

By Thee my prayers acceptance gain,

Although with sin defiled:

Satan accuses me in vain,

And I am owned a child.

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.

John Newton, 1779.