How sweet the name of Jesus sounds in a believer's ear! It soothes our sorrows, heals our wounds, and drives away our fear. It makes the wounded spirit whole and calms the troubled breast; 'tis manna to the hungry soul, and to the weary, rest. O Jesus, shepherd, guardian, friend, my Prophet, Priest, and King, my Lord, my Life, my Way, my End, accept the praise I bring With boundless stores of grace. Jesus, my Shepherd, Saviour, Friend, My Prophet, Priest, and King, My Lord, my Life, my Way, my End, Accept the praise I bring. I would Thy boundless love proclaim With every fleeting breath; So shall the music of Thy name Refresh my soul in death. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SEA GODS: 3 by HILDA DOOLITTLE THOMAS MACDONAGH by FRANCIS LEDWIDGE HENDECASYLLABICS by ALFRED TENNYSON SONG FOR THE NEWBORN by MARY HUNTER AUSTIN LINES TO GRIEF by ANN ELIZA BLEECKER SNOW IN APRIL by JOHN GARDINER CALKINS BRAINARD |