O for a thousand tongues to sing <br />My great Redeemer's praise, <br />The glories of my God and King, <br />The triumphs of his grace! <br /> <br />My gracious Master and my God, <br />Assist me to proclaim, <br />To spread through all the earth abroad <br />The honours of thy name. <br /> <br />Jesus! the name that charms our fears, <br />That bids our sorrows cease; <br />'Tis music in the sinner's ears, <br />'Tis life, and health, and peace. <br /> <br />He breaks the power of cancelled sin, <br />He sets the prisoner free; <br />His blood can make the foulest clean, <br />His blood availed for me. <br /> <br />He speaks, and, listening to his voice, <br />New life the dead receive, <br />The mournful, broken hearts rejoice, <br />The humble poor believe. <br /> <br />Hear him, ye deaf; his praise, ye dumb, <br />Your loosened tongues employ; <br />Ye blind, behold your Saviour come, <br />And leap, ye lame, for joy. <br /> <br />Look unto him, ye nations, own <br />Your God, ye fallen race; <br />Look, and be saved through faith alone, <br />Be justified by grace. <br /> <br />See all your sins on Jesus laid: <br />The Lamb of God was slain, <br />His soul was once an offering made <br />For every soul of man. <br /> <br />Awake from guilty nature's sleep, <br />And Christ shall give you light, <br />Cast all your sins into the deep, <br />And wash the Æthiop white. <br /> <br />With me, your chief, ye then shall know, <br />Shall feel your sins forgiven; <br />Anticipate your heaven below, <br />And own that love is heaven.<br /><br />John Wesley<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/hymn-i-o-for-a-thousand-tongues-to-sing/
