O, How I Love Jesus

There is a name I love to hear, I love to sing its worth.

It sounds like music in my ear, the sweetest name on earth.

O, how I love Jesus, O, how I love Jesus,

O, how I love Jesus, because He first loved me!

It tells me of a Savior's love, who died to set me free.

It tells me of His precious blood, the sinner's perfect plea.

It tells me what my Father hath in store for ev'ry day,

And, though I tread a dark-some path, yields sunshine all the way.

It tells of One whose loving heart can feel my deepest woe,

Who in each sorrow bears a part that none can bear below.