Child of sorrow and of woe ;
It will joy and comfort give you —
Take it then where'er you go.
Precious name, . . oh, how sweet ! . .
Hope of earth and joy of heaven !
Precious name, . . oh, how sweet ! .
Hope of earth and joy of heaven.
2 Take the name of Jesus ever,
As a shield from every snare ;
If temptations round you gather,
Breathe that holy name in prayer.
3 Oh, the precious name of Jesus !
How it thrills our souls with joy,
When His loving arms receive us,
And His songs our tongues employ.
4 At the name of Jesus bowing,
Falling prostrate at His feet,
King of kings in heaven we'll crown Him,
When our journey is complete.