Jesus! How much Thy name unfolds

Jesus! How much Thy name unfolds To every opened ear; The pardoned sinner's mem'ry holds None other half so dear.

Thy name encircles every grace That God as man could show; There only could He fully trace A life divine below.

Jesus-it speaks a life of love, Of sorrows meekly borne; It tells of sympathy above. Whatever makes us mourn.

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.

The mention of Thy name shall bow Our hearts to worship Thee; The chiefest of ten thousand Thou, Whose love has set us free.