Jesus, Thy Blood and Name

Jesus

Thy blood

Thy pre­cious blood

For my sin doth atone;

Because Thou art the Lamb of God

It speaks be­fore the throne.

Thy blood shall have its prais­es sung

By yon­der white robed throng;

All hail then to this pre­cious blood

By me in cease­less song.

Jesus

Thy blood

Thy pre­cious blood

Thy blood

it cleans­eth me!

Jesus

Thy name

Thy glo­ri­ous name!

When shall I know its worth?

It needs of heav’n­ly fire a flame

Its glo­ries to show forth.

Thy name

high ov­er ev­ery name

Shall yet ack­now­ledged be

By an­gels

ser­aphs

and by men

On hum­bly bend­ed knee.

Jesus

Thy Word

Thy gra­cious Word!

Most wel­come news to me!

Oh

teach me by Thy Spir­it

Lord

In it Thy­self to see.

More glo­ri­ous than Thy name

O Lord

Thy Word will mag­ni­fy;

Thy Word makes known Thy name

Thy blood

Brings all their bless­ings nigh.

More pre­cious still than all of these

Art Thou Thy­self to me

God ma­ni­fest in Christ the Lord—

Oh

what will Heav­en be!

When all the blood-washed

glo­ri­fied

Shall see Thee as Thou art

Who by Thy Word were sanc­ti­fied

All one in name and heart.