4. Bane and blessing, pain and pleasure, By the Cross are sanctified; Peace is there that knows no measure, Joys that through all time abide. John Bowring, 1825. 96 C. M. How sweet the name of Jesus sounds In a believer’s ear! It soothes his sorrows, heals his wounds, And drives away his fear. 2. It makes the wounded spirit whole And calms the troubled breast; ’Tis manna to the hungry soul And to the weary, rest. 3. Dear name! the Rock on which I build My Shield and Hiding-place; My never-failing Treasury, filled With boundless stores of grace. 4. By Thee my prayers acceptance gain, Although with sin defiled: Satan accuses me in vain, And I am owned a child. 5. Jesus! my Shepherd, Guardian, Friend, My Prophet, Priest, and King, My Lord, my Life, my Way, my End, Accept the praise I bring. 6. Weak is the effort of my heart And cold my warmest thought; But when I see Thee as Thou art, I’ll praise Thee as I ought. 7. Till then I would Thy love proclaim With every fleeting breath; And may the music of Thy name Refresh my soul in death. John Newton, 1779. 97 8, 7, 8, 7 Jesus, Thou art mine forever, Dearer far than earth to me; Neither life nor death shall sever Those sweet ties which bind to Thee. 2. All were drear to me and lonely, If Thy presence gladdened not; While I sing to Thee, Thee only, Mine’s an ever blissful lot. 3. Thou alone art all my Treasure, Who hast died that I may live; Thou conferrest noblest pleasure, Who dost all my sins forgive. 4. Brightest gems and fairest flowers Lose their beauty in Thy frown; Joy and peace, like balmy showers, In Thy smile come gently down. 5. Jesus, Thou art mine forever, Suffer not myself to stray; Let me in my weakness never Cast my priceless pearl away. 6. Lamb of God, I do implore Thee, Guard, support me, lest I fall; Let me evermore adore Thee, Be my everlasting All! M. Loy, 1863. 98 C. M. Jesus, the very thought of Thee With sweetness fills the breast; But sweeter far Thy face to see And in Thy presence rest. 2. Nor voice can sing, nor heart can frame, Nor can the memory find A sweeter sound than Thy blest name, O Savior of mankind! 3. O Hope of every contrite heart, O Joy of all the meek! To those who fall, how kind Thou art, How good to those who seek!