There is a Name I love to hear, |
I love to sing its worth; |
It sounds like music in my ear, |
The sweetest Name on earth. |
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O how I love Jesus, |
O how I love Jesus, |
O how I love Jesus, |
Because He first loved me! |
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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. |
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It tells me of a Father’s smile |
Beaming upon His child; |
It cheers me through this little while, |
Through desert, waste, and wild. |
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It tells me what my Father hath |
In store for every day, |
And though I tread a darksome path, |
Yields sunshine all the way. |
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It tells of One whose loving heart |
Can feel my deepest woe; |
Who in each sorrow bears |
A part that none can bear below. |
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It bids my trembling heart rejoice. |
It dries each rising tear. |
It tells me, in a “still small voice,” |
To trust and never fear. |
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Jesus, the Name I love so well, |
The Name I love to hear: |
No saint on earth its worth can tell, |
No heart conceive how dear. |
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This Name shall shed its fragrance still |
Along this thorny road, |
Shall sweetly smooth the rugged hill |
That leads me up to God. |
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And there with all the blood-bought throng, |
From sin and sorrow free, |
I’ll sing the new eternal song |
Of Jesus’ love for me. |
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