The Name of Jesus

It doesn’t seem that long ago that we celebrated Easter. It was very different this year, but still very meaningful.

The Saturday before Easter Sunday, I heard an old song that we still sing in church, “Jesus, There’s Just Something About That Name.” There’s a recitation in the middle of the song that I haven’t heard in a really long time, but it touches my heart every time I hear it. I wanted to share it with you.

Jesus, the mere mention of His name can calm the storm, heal the broken, and raise the dead.

At the Name of Jesus, I’ve seen sin-hardened men melted, derelicts transformed, and the lights of hope put back into the eyes of a hopeless child.

At the Name of Jesus, hatred and bitterness turn to love and forgiveness, arguments cease.

I’ve heard a mother softly breathe His name at the bedside of a child delirious from fever, and I’ve watched as that little body grew quiet, and the fevered brow cool.

I’ve sat beside a dying saint, her body racked with pain, who in those final fleeting seconds summoned her last ounce of ebbing strength to whisper earth’s sweetest Name – Jesus, Jesus.

Emperors have tried to destroy it. Philosophies have tried to stamp it out. Tyrants have tried to wash it from the face of the earth with the very blood of those who claimed it.

Yet it still stands.

And there shall be that final day when every voice that has ever uttered a sound – every voice of Adam’s race shall rise in one mighty chorus to proclaim the Name of Jesus. For in that day “every knee shall bow and every tongue shall confess that Jesus Christ is truly Lord!”

So you see, it was not mere chance that caused an angel one night long ago to say to a virgin maiden, “His Name shall be called Jesus.” Oh, there is something about that name.

Thank you, Bill and Gloria Gaither, for one of the greatest songs ever written! Yes, there is something about that name!