JESUS, THY NAME I LOVE.
By William C. Richards
JESUS, Thy name I love
All other names above
That tongue can sing;
Its sweetness fills my heart,
Soothes sorrow's keenest smart,
And dries the tears that start
When joys take flight. If shadows 'round me fall,
And fears my heart appal
Of coming ills,
The covert of Thy grace
I make my hiding-place,
Where one smile of Thy face
My bosom stills. When sharp temptations press,
From paths of righteousness
My steps to stray,
Thy name of love shall be
Heaven's talisman for me,
To make the tempter flee
In shame away. My life, from youth to age,
Shall bear on every page
Thy name of might,
To calm the waves of death,
As when Gennesareth,
Awed by Thy sovereign breath,
Slept in morn's light. And then, before Thy throne,
With all the glories shone
That crown Thy cross,
"Jesus!" the song shall be
Of millions saved like me,
To all eternity,
From sumless loss. —Wm. C. Richards, in Christian Enquirer.