O let the heart beat high with bliss,
Yea, let it tr­iumph at the sound
Of Je­su’s name, so sweet it is,
For ev­ery joy there­in is found.

The name that com­fort­eth in woe,
The name of Je­sus heal­ing sin,
The name that curbs the pow­ers be­low
And drives away the death with­in:

The name that sound­eth ev­er sweet
In speech or verse or ho­ly song,
And bids us run with will­ing feet
Consoled, and com­fort­ed, and strong.

Then let the name of Je­sus ring
With lof­ty praise in ev­ery place;
Let heart and voice to­ge­ther sing—
That name shall ev­ery ill efface.

Ah! Je­su, health of sin­ful men,
Give ear unto our lov­ing pray­er;
Guide Thou our wan­der­ing feet again,
And hold our do­ings in Thy care.

Lord, may Thy name sup­ply our needs,
And keep us from all dan­ger free,
And make us per­fect in good deeds,
That we may lose our sins by Thee.

To Thee, O Christ, all glo­ry be
Who shin­est with this ho­ly name;
We wor­ship Thy di­vi­ni­ty,
Jesu, Thou Lord of gen­tle fame.

O Je­su, of a vir­gin born,
Immortal hon­or be to Thee;
Praise to the Fa­ther in­fi­nite,
And Ho­ly Ghost eter­nal­ly.