Hymn 75
Oh for a thousand tongues to sing
1
Oh for a thousand tongues to sing
My dear Redeemer’s 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;
Tis music in the sinners ears;
Tis life, and health, and peace.
3
He breaks the pow'r of cancell’d sin
And sets the prisoner free;
His blood can make the foulest clean;
His blood avail’d 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 loosen’d 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
And spread through all the earth abroad
The honours of Thy name,