Let them…that love Thy name be joyful in Thee. Psalm 5:11
Jesus, I love Thy charming name,
’Tis music to mine ear;
Fain would I sound it out so loud
That earth and Heaven should hear.
Yes, Thou art precious to my soul,
My transport and my trust;
Jewels to Thee are gaudy toys,
And gold is sordid dust.
All my capacious powers can wish
In Thee doth richly meet;
Not to mine eyes is light so dear,
Nor friendship half so sweet.
Thy grace still dwells upon my heart,
And sheds its fragrance there;
The noblest balm of all its wounds,
The cordial of its care.
I’ll speak the honors of Thy name
With my last laboring breath;
Then speechless clasp Thee in mine arms,
The antidote of death.