O for a thousand tongues to sing
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;
‘Tis music in the sinner’s ears;
‘Tis life, and health, and peace.
He breaks the power of canceled sin;
He sets the prisoner free.
His blood can make the foulest clean;
His Life availed for me.
Hear Him, ye deaf, His praise ye dumb
Your loosened tongues employ;
Ye blind, behold your Savior come,
And leap ye lame for joy.
My gracious Master and my God,
Assist me to proclaim,
To spread through all the earth abroad,
The honors of Thy Name.
His love my heart has captive made,
His captive would I be,
For He was bound, and scourged and died,
To set this sinner free.
O Lord, ‘Tis Thee alone I love
I now Thy praises swell.
Had I a thousand tongues to sing
The half I could not tell.