O FOR A THOUSAND TONGUES TO SING

O for a thousand tongues to sing

My great Redeemer's praise,

My great Redeemer's praise!

The glories of my God and King,

The triumphs of His grace!




Jesus! the name that charms our fears,

That bids our sorrows cease,

That bids our sorrows cease;

'This music in the sinner's ears,

'This life, and health, and peace.




See all your sins on Jesus laid;

The Lamb of God was slain,

The Lamb of God was slain;

His soul was once an offering made

For every soul of man.




He breaks the power of cancelled sin,

He sets the prisoner free,

He sets the prisoner free;

His blood can make the foulest clean,

His blood availed for me.




He speaks and, listening to His voice,

New life the dead receive,

New life the dead receive;

The mournful, broken hearts rejoice,

The humble poor believe.




Hear Him, ye deaf; His praise, ye dumb,

Your loosened tongues employ,

Your loosened tongues employ;

Ye blind, behold your Saviour come;

And leap, ye lame, for joy!




My gracious Master and my God,

Assist me to proclaim,

Assist me to proclaim,

To spread through all the earth abroad

The honours of Thy name