1 

Jesus! How much Thy name unfolds

   To every opened ear;

The pardoned sinner's mem'ry holds

   None other half so dear.

 2 

Thy name encircles every grace

   That God as man could show;

There only could He fully trace

   A life divine below.

 3 

Jesus — it speaks a life of love,

   Of sorrows meekly borne;

It tells of sympathy above.

   Whatever makes us mourn.

 4 

Jesus, the One who knew no sin,

   Made sin to make us just;

Thou gav'st Thyself our love to win,

   Our full confiding trust.

 5 

The mention of Thy name shall bow

   Our hearts to worship Thee;

The chiefest of ten thousand Thou,

   Whose love has set us free.