Jesus, Thy Name Declares

Jesus

Thy name de­clares

Thy work and Thy de­light;

To nu­mer­ous sick Thou gav­est health

And to the blind their sight.

The man with wi­thered hand

Implored re­lief from Thee;

That hand made whole

was stretch­èd forth

In thank­ful­ness to Thee.

The lame are made to walk

The deaf and dumb to speak;

The graves Thy high com­mand ob­ey

And lo

the dead awake!

The same Thy pow­er and grace

My wants and griefs the same;

Speak

Lord

and I shall be re­stored

Thy won­ders to pro­claim.