Alexander Reinagle (1799-1877)
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How sweet the name of Jesus sounds In a believer’s ear; It soothes his sorrows, heals his wounds, And drives away his fear.
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It makes the wounded spirit whole, And calms the troubled breast; ’Tis manna to the hungry soul, And to the weary rest.
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Dear Name, the Rock on which I build, My Shield and Hiding-place, My never-failing Treasury, filled With boundless stores of grace.
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Jesus, my Shepherd, Saviour, Friend, My Prophet, Priest, and King, My Lord, my Life, my Way, my End, Accept the praise I bring.
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I would Thy boundless love proclaim With every fleeting breath; So shall the music of Thy Name Refresh my soul in death. |
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