Reason no. 440...

Another poem by John Newton: How sweet the name of Jesus sounds...

How sweet the name of Jesus sounds

In a believer's ear?

It soothes his sorrows, heals his wounds,

And drives away his fear. 

It makes the wounded spirit whole,

And calms the troubled breast;

'Tis Manna to the hungry soul,

And to the weary, rest. 

Dear name! The rock on which I build,

My Shield and Hiding-place;

My never-failing Treas'ry filled

With boundless stores of grace. 

By thee my prayers acceptance gain

Although with sin defiled,

Satan accuses me in vain,

And I am owned a child. 

Jesus, my Shepherd, Husband, Friend,

My Prophet, Priest, and King;

My Lord, my Life, my Way, my End,

Accept the praise I bring. 

Weak is the effort of my heart,

And cold my warmest thought;

But when I see Thee as Thou art,

I'll praise Thee as I ought. 

Till then I would Thy love proclaim

With every fleeting breath;

And may the music of Thy name

Refresh my soul in death.

There's so much power in a name: to bring peace, to heal and to cast out fear. Reason no. 440 :)