1 O FOR a thousand tongues to sing My great Redeemer’s praise, The glories of my God and King, The triumphs of his grace!
2 My gracious Master and my God, Assist me to proclaim, To spread through all the earth abroad The honours of thy name.
3 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.
4 He breaks the power of cancelled sin, He sets the prisoner free; His blood can make the foulest clean, His blood availed for me.
5 He speaks, and, listening to his voice, New life the dead receive, The mournful, broken hearts rejoice, The humble poor believe.
6 Hear him, ye deaf; his praise, ye dumb, Your loosened tongues employ; Ye blind, behold your Saviour come, And leap, ye lame, for joy.
7 Look unto him, ye nations, own Your God, ye fallen race; Look, and be saved through faith alone, Be justified by grace.
8 See all your sins on Jesus laid: The Lamb of God was slain, His soul was once an offering made For every soul of man.
9 Awake from guilty nature’s sleep, And Christ shall give you light, Cast all your sins into the deep, And wash the ‘thiop white.