Jesus, I love Thy charming Name, ???Tis music to mine ear; Fain would I sound it out so loud That earth and Heaven should hear. Yes, Thou art precious to my soul, My Transport and my Trust; Jewels to Thee are gaudy toys, And gold is sordid dust. All my capacious powers can wish In Thee doth richly meet; Not to mine eyes is light so dear, Nor friendship half so sweet. Thy grace still dwells upon my heart, And sheds its fragrance there; The noblest balm of all its wounds, The cordial of its care.