|O FOR a thousand tongues to sing
My great Redeemerís praise,
The glories of my God and King,
The triumphs of His grace!
|2||Jesus, the name that charms our fears,
That bids our sorrows cease;
íTis music in the sinnerís ears,
íTis life, and health, and peace.
|3||He breaks the power of cancelled sin,
He sets the prisoner free;
His blood can make the foulest clean;
His blood availed for me.
|4||He speaks and, listening to His voice,
New life the dead receive,
The mournful, broken hearts rejoice,
The humble poor believe.
|5||Hear Him, ye deaf; His praise, ye dumb,
Your loosened tongues employ;
Ye blind, behold your Saviour come;
And leap, ye lame, for joy.
|6||My gracious Master and my God,
Assist me to proclaim,
To spread through all the earth abroad,
The honours of Thy name.
|Charles Wesley, 1707-88|