1. Sweeter sounds than music knows,
Charm us in the Saviour’s nam e;
All the Church’s gladness flows
From His birth, and cross, and shame
2. Did the Lord a man become,
That He might the law fulfil?
Bleed and suffer in our room?
And can any tongue be still?
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3. No, we will our praises bring,
Though they worthless are and weak;
For, should we refuse to sing,
Sure, the very stones would speak.
4. O our Saviour! shield and sun,
Shepherd, brother, husband, friend,
Ev’ry precious name in one,
We would praise Thee without end.