That Name I just heard is delightfully sweet,
Jesus is Christ! And Him you must meet;
Now He is meeting poor sinners in grace;
He knocks at your heart—oh, give Him a place.
He hears you blaspheme; but oh, if you knew
How much He loves sinners, how much He loves you,
You would fall at His feet and adoringly sing:
Jesus! my Savior! my Lord! and my King!
'Twas for this that He died on Calvary's tree,
That sinners, the chief, might from judgment be free.
He's now up in glory—a Man on God's throne;
But He's coming again—it may be quite soon.
He left us this message, while He is above,
A message of mercy—a message of love;
"Tell sinners I love them—tell Adam's whole race,
And this is the day of My patience and grace:
“Yea, more—go, beseech—beseech them for Me,
Beseech by My blood—by My death on the tree;
It cleanses from sin and fits them to be
At once and forever in glory with Me.”
Oh, these are sweet words, and wondrous to tell
How God in His mercy saves sinners from hell!
The story's so simple—so plain to the lost,
To be saved without DOING—saved at God's cost
To be saved as ungodly, unrighteous, undone;
To be saved by faith in the blood of His Son.