Jesus, the name high over all,
In hell or earth or sky;
Angels and mortals prostrate fall,
And devils fear and fly.
Jesus, the name to sinners dear,
The name to sinners giv’n;
It scatters all their guilty fear,
It turns their hell to heav’n.
O that the world might taste and see
The riches of His grace!
The arms of love that compass me
Would all the world embrace.
Thee I shall constantly proclaim,
Though earth and hell oppose;
Bold to confess Thy glorious Name
Before a world of foes.
His only righteousness I show,
His saving truth proclaim;
‘Tis all my business here below
To cry, “Behold the Lamb!”
Happy, if with my latest breath
I may but gasp His Name,
Preach Him to all, and cry in death,
“Behold, behold the Lamb!”
Topics: Hymns and Worship