O for a thousand tongues to sing My great
Redeemer’s praise, The glories of my God and King, The
triumphs of His grace!
My gracious Master and my God, Assist me to
proclaim, To spread through all the earth abroad The honors
of Thy name.
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
blood availed for me.
He speaks, and, listening to His voice, New
life the dead receive, The mournful, broken hearts rejoice, The
humble poor believe.
Hear Him, ye deaf; His praise, ye dumb, Your
loosened tongues employ; Ye blind, behold your Savior come, And
leap, ye lame, for joy.
In Christ your Head, you then shall know, Shall
feel your sins forgiven; Anticipate your heaven below, And
own that love is heaven.
Glory to God, and praise and love Be ever, ever
given, By saints below and saints above, The church in earth
and heaven.
On this glad day the glorious Sun Of
Righteousness arose; On my benighted soul He shone And
filled it with repose
.Sudden expired the legal strife, ’Twas
then I ceased to grieve;
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My second, real, living life I then began to
live.
Then with my heart I first believed, Believed
with faith divine, Power with the Holy Ghost received To
call the Savior mine.
I felt my Lord’s atoning blood Close to
my soul applied; Me, me He loved, the Son of God, For me,
for me He died!
I found and owned His promise true, Ascertained
of my part, My pardon passed in heaven I knew When written
on my heart.
Look unto Him, ye nations, own Your God, ye
fallen race; Look, and be saved through faith alone, Be
justified by grace.
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.
Awake from guilty nature’s sleep, And
Christ shall give you light, Cast all your sins into the
deep, And wash the Æthiop white.
Harlots and publicans and thieves In holy
triumph join! Saved is the sinner that believes From crimes
as great as mine.
Murderers and all ye hellish crew In holy
triumph join! Believe the Savior died for you; For me the
Savior died.
With me, your chief, ye then shall know, Shall
feel your sins forgiven; Anticipate your heaven below, And
own that love is heaven.
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