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.