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| HIS NAME
Speak to me softly; tell me again The name above others given to men Whisper it slowly once more in my ear The name of Jesus I am longing to hear Tell me again how He came to die Nailed to a cross and hung on high The words so solemn; of death and grave But speak in triumph; He is raised to save Speak no more softly but shout it aloud The name of Jesus to the busy crowd Perhaps they will listen as they pass by From your lips; Jesus saves; let it be your cry In the words of a song; sing it one more time Write it; print it in poems and in rhyme Of the wonder of Jesus; never be in shame To tell of redemption in His lovely name Use His name wisely; speak not of it in vain It's the one given to the Saviour who suffered in pain Salvation in His name and offered to you now And at the name of Jesus every knee shall bow It will be the name for all eternity praised When a multitude of voices in chorus are raised From saints who humbled hearts to claim A dwelling in the Glory in Jesus name Colin Moffett Do not use Colin's poetry without permission. |
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