There is a Name we love to hear,
We love to sing its worth;
It sounds like music in our ear,
The sweetest Name on earth.

It tells us of a Saviour's love,
Who died to set us free;
It tells us of His precious blood,
The sinner's perfect plea.

Jesus! the Name we love so well,
The Name we love to hear!
No saint on earth its worth can tell,
No heart conceive how dear.

This Name shall shed its fragrance still
Along this thorny road,
Shall sweetly smooth the rugged hill
That leads us up to God.

And there the whole triumphant throng,
Of blood-bought saints on high,
Shall sing the new, eternal song
With Jesus ever nigh.