C. Wesley
JESUS, the name high over all,
In hell, or earth, or sky:
Angels and men before it fall,
And devils fear and fly.
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Jesus, the name to sinners dear,
The name to sinners given;
It scatters all their guilty fear,
It turns their hell to heaven.
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Jesus the prisoner’s fetters breaks,
And bruises Satan’s head;
Power into strengthless souls He speaks,
And life into the dead.
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Oh, that the world might taste and see,
The riches of His grace!
The arms of love that compass me,
Would all mankind embrace.
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His only righteousness I show,
His saving truth proclaim:
’Tis all my business here below,
To cry “Behold the Lamb!”
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Happy, if with my latest breath
I may but gasp His name:
Preach Him to all, and cry in death,
“Behold, behold the Lamb!”