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CCLXXXI. Christ, Precious to them that Believe

1 Jesus, I love thy charming name,
'Tis musick to my ear;
Fain would I sound it out so loud
That earth and heav'n might hear.

2 Yes, thou art precious to my soul,
My transport and my trust;
Jewels, to thee, are gaudy toys,
And gold is sordid dust.

3 All my capacious pow'rs can wish,
In thee, doth richly meet;
Not to my eyes is light so dear,
Nor friendship half so sweet.

4 Thy grace shall dwell upon heart,
And shed its fragrance there;
The noblest balm of all its wounds,
The cordial of its care.

5 I'll speak the honours of thy name,
With my last labouring breath;
And dying, clasp thee in my arms,
The antidote of death.

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First Line: Jesus, I love thy charming name
Title: Christ, Precious to them that Believe
Author: Doddridge
Meter: C. M.
Language: English
Publication Date: 1792
Scripture: ; ;
Topic: Faith, its Author, Preciousness, and Triumphs
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