Thrice-Holy Name!

Thrice-ho­ly name! that sweet­er sounds

Than streams which down the val­ley run

And tells of more than hu­man love

And more than hu­man pow­er

in one:

First from the gra­cious her­ald heard

Heard since through all the choirs on high;

O Child of Ma­ry

Son of God

Eternal

hear Thy child­ren’s cry!

While at the bless­èd name we bow

Lord Je­sus

be among us now!

Within our dim-eyed souls call up

The vi­sion of Thine earth­ly years;

The mount of the trans­fig­ured form;

The gar­den of the bit­ter tears;

The cross up­reared in dark­en­ing skies;

The thorn-wreathed head

the bleed­ing side;

And whis­per in the heart

For you

For you

I left the Heav’ns

and died

While at the bless­èd name we bow

Lord Je­sus

be among us now!

Ah! with faith’s in­ward pierc­ing eye

The riv­en rock-hewn bed we see

Whence Thou in tri­umph hast gone forth

By death from death to make us free!

And when on earth’s last aw­ful day

The judg­ment-seat of God shall shine

Lift Thou our trem­bling eyes to read

In Thy dear face the mer­cy-sign.

While at the bless­èd name we bow

Lord Je­sus

be among us now!