Dearest of All the Names Above

Dearest of all the names ab­ove

My Je­sus

and my God

Who can re­sist Thy heav’n­ly love

Or tri­fle with Thy blood?

’Tis by the mer­its of Thy death

The Fa­ther smiles again;

’Tis by Thine in­ter­ced­ing breath

The Spir­it dwells with men.

Till God in hu­man flesh I see

My thoughts no com­fort find;

The ho­ly

just

and sacr­ed Three

Are ter­rors to my mind.

But if Im­ma­nu­el’s face ap­pear

My hope

my joy be­gins;

His name for­bids my slav­ish fear

His grace re­moves my sins.

While Jews on their own law re­ly

And Greeks of wis­dom boast

I love th’in­car­nate mys­te­ry

And there I fix my trust.