THY NAME IS AS OINTMENT POURED FORTH.

 
NOVEMBER 16.
 

Thy name is as ointment poured forth.
Song of Solomon 1:3

 
THE name of Jesus is incomparably sweet and precious.
 
There is no name in heaven like his,
  it is above every name.
 
It perfumes heaven above,
  and the church below.
 
Its fragrance is unequalled.
 
We are never weary of it, and we never shall be.
 
It comprises all we need; it contains all we desire.
 
Having Christ we have all things.
 
He is Christ, or God’s anointed;
  consecrated to be a Priest perpetually;
  sanctified to be God’s prophet and apostle;
  qualified to be God’s king,
    to reign on his holy hill of Zion.
 
He is Jesus, God’s Saviour,
  by whom God saves sinners,
  millions of sinners,
    the vilest sinners.
 
He is Lord, all power in heaven
  and on earth is given to him.
 
He is supreme, or head over all.
 
He is the Lord Jesus Christ.
 
Here is all God can give us.
 
All we can require or enjoy.
 
When the Holy Spirit opens up the
  meaning of his precious name, and
  gives us to realize our interest in it,
  it does appear divinely sweet and glorious.
 
Precious name!
 
May I know it more fully,
  enjoy it more powerfully,
  publish it more effectually, and
    praise it more frequently.
 
Name of Jesus, be thou my solace,
  my subject, and my song.
 

I’ll speak the honours of thy name,

With my last labouring breath;

And dying, clasp thee in my arms,

The antidote of death.

 
James Smith 1849