O Jesus

There is a name I love to hear,
I love to speak its worth;
It sounds like music to my ear,
The sweetest name on earth.
It tells me of a Savior’s love,
Who died to set me free;
It tells me of His precious blood,
The sinner’s perfect plea.
O Jesus, the name I love and hold most dear;
O Jesus, the name I trust and gladly share.
O Jesus, O Jesus!
It tells of One Whose loving heart
Can feel my deepest woe;
Who in my sorrow bears a part
That none can bear below.
It bids my trembling heart rejoice,
It dries each rising tear;
It tells me in a still, small voice
To trust and never fear.
This name shall lift my spirit still
Along my pilgrim road,
And bless me as I climb the hill
That leads me up to God.
And there with all the blood-bought saints,
From sin and sorrow free,
This precious name I’ll ever praise
For all His love to me.