1 O for a thousand tongues to sing
My dear 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 honors of thy name.
3 Jesus, the name that charms our fears,
That bids our sorrows cease:
'Tis music in the sinner's ear:
'Tis life, and health, and peace.
4 He breaks the Power of cancell'd sin,
He sets the pris'ners free;
His blood can make the foulest clean
His blood availed me.
5 Look unto him, ye nations, own
Your God, ye fallen race;
Look and be sav'd through faith alone,
Be justify'd by grace!
6 See all your sins on Jesus laid;
The Lamb of God was slain.
His soul was once an off'ring made
For every soul of man.
7 With me, your Chief ye then shall know,
Shall feel your sins forgiv'n;
Anticipate your heav'n below,
And own that love is heav'n.
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First Line: | O for a thousand tongues to sing |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1791 |
Topic: | Awakening and Inviting |
Notes: | Public Domain. |