II Corinthians 2:15-16
For we are unto God a sweet savour of Christ, in them that are saved, and in them that perish: To the one we are the savour of death unto death; and to the other the savour of life unto life. And who is sufficient for these things?
It is not hard to imagine a modern-day writer employing the theme of Jesus’ name being a sweet savor. It’s nearly impossible to envision a modern-day treatment of both parts of this thought. But thankfully we have the writers of the 1700s to fill this void, as Philip Doddridge does here:
Praise to the Lord on high,
Who spreads his triumphs wide!
While Jesus’ fragrant name
Is breathed on every side;
Balmy and rich the odors rise,
And fill the earth and reach the skies.
Ten thousand dying souls
Its influence feel, and live;
Sweeter than vital air
The incense they receive:
They breathe anew, and rise and sing–
Jesus, the Lord, their conquering King.
But they who scorn the grace
That brings salvation nigh,
And turn away their face,
Must faint, and fall, and die:
So sad a doom, ye saints, deplore;
For oh! they fall to rise no more.