Thou dear Redeemer, dying Lamb, I love to hear of Thee; No music like Thy charming Name, Is half so sweet to me, Is half so sweet to me. O let me ever hear Thy voice In mercy to me speak! And in my Priest, will I rejoice, My great Melchizedek, My great Melchizedek. My Jesus shall be still my theme, While in this world I stay; I'll sing my Jesus' lovely Name When all things else decay, When all things else decay. When I appear in yonder cloud, With all Thy favored throng, Then I will sing more sweet, more loud, And Christ shall be my song, And Christ shall be my song.