Thou dear Redeemer, dying Lamb,
I love to hear of Thee;
No music like Thy charming Name,
Is half so sweet to me,
Is half so sweet to me.

O let me ever hear Thy voice
In mercy to me speak!
And in my Priest, will I rejoice,
My great Melchizedek,
My great Melchizedek.

My Jesus shall be still my theme,
While in this world I stay;
I’ll sing my Jesus’ lovely Name
When all things else decay,
When all things else decay.

When I appear in yonder cloud,
With all Thy favored throng,
Then I will sing more sweet, more loud,
And Christ shall be my song,
And Christ shall be my song.