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.