His Name is Music to My Ears

His Name is Music to My Ears

Living Waters


Matthew 1:21

Thou shalt call his name Jesus.

When a person is dear, everything connected with him becomes dear for his sake. Thus, so precious is the person of the Lord Jesus in the estimation of all true believers, that everything about Him they consider to be inestimable beyond all price. “All Thy garments smell of myrrh, and aloes, and cassia,” said David, as if the very vestments of the Saviour were so sweetened by His person that he could not but love them. Certain it is, that there is not a spot where that hallowed foot hath trodden-there is not a word which those blessed lips have uttered-nor a thought which His loving Word has revealed-which is not to us precious beyond all price. And this is true of the names of Christ-they are all sweet in the believer’s ear. Whether He be called the Husband of the Church, her Bridegroom, her Friend; whether He be styled the Lamb slain from the foundation of the world-the King, the Prophet, or the Priest-every title of our Master-Shiloh, Emmanuel, Wonderful, the Mighty Counsellor-every name is like the honeycomb dropping with honey, and luscious are the drops that distil from it. But if there be one name sweeter than another in the believer’s ear, it is the name of Jesus. Jesus! it is the name which moves the harps of heaven to melody. Jesus! the life of all our joys. If there be one name more charming, more precious than another, it is this name. It is woven into the very warp and woof of our psalmody. Many of our hymns begin with it, and scarcely any, that are good for anything, end without it. It is the sum total of all delights. It is the music with which the bells of heaven ring; a song in a word; an ocean for comprehension, although a drop for brevity; a matchless oratorio in two syllables; a gathering up of the hallelujahs of eternity in five letters.

“Jesus, I love Thy charming name,

‘Tis music to mine ear.”

The Path To Peace Profound

The Path to Peace profound

Is none but Prince of Peace

He came for you and I

To end our doom and cry.


His blood He shed for us

Turned minus into plus

For all involved in fall

Who will just humbly call.


His arms are open wide

To those not caught in pride.

To me and bow the knee

And be set free to see.


The prison door’s ajar.

Just come and none can bar.

Just come, to Him confess

And He will do redress.



22   There is no peace,” says the LORD, “for the wicked.”Isa48:22

Christ Our Peace

14   For He Himself is our peace, who has made both one, and has broken down the middle wall of separation,Eph2:14


O What a Night!

O What a Night!

O what a night, that saw His grace appearing

God came to man that man may come to God

No room in the inn yet God was still willing

To give His Son in fulfilment of His Word

The Promise long made will now be made good

Nothing can bar His purpose and plan

You can take His Word as your food

The Son of God must come to man

O what a night, that saw the Saviour come to man

O what a night, that saw the Saviour come to man.


O what a Night, the Light of God appearing

the answer to man’s separation

the long yawning gap to be greeted with bridging

the God of Hope restoring our hope

the prisoner of sin will find a sweet release

the Prince of peace will make reconciliation

to all those who call on Him

who bow the knee to the King of kings

O bow the knee to the King, the King of kings

O bow the knee to the King, the King of kings

Wishing You a very Happy Christmas !


©Fenny West2011