Oh,
for a thousand tongues to sing
My great Redeemer's praise
The glories of my God and King,
The triumphs of His grace.
Je sus, the Name that charms our fears,
And bids our sorrows cease.
Tis music in the sinners' ears,
Tis life and health and peace.
Oh, for a thousand tongues to sing
My great Redeemer's praise
To tell the world
the glories of my God and King
The triumphs of His grace
He breaks the power of cleanse of sin
He sets the prisoner free
His blood can make the foulest clean
His blood appeared for me
He speaks and listening to His voice
New lives the dead receive
The mournful broken hearts rejoice
The humble poor believe
Oh, for a thousand tongues to sing
My great Redeemer's praise
To tell the Lord
the glories of my God and King
The triumphs of His grace
Hear Him, you deaf, His praise you dumb
Your lucent tongues employ
You blind, behold your Saviour come
An d leap, you made for joy
My gracious Master and my God
Assist me to proclaim
And spread through all
the earth abroad
The honours of Your name
Hope for a thousand tongues to sing
My great Redeemer's praise
To tell the world
the glories of my God and King
The triumphs of His grace
He breaks the power of cancelled sin
He sets the lives aflame
His blood can make the foulest clean
His blood will live forever
An d listening to His voice
You are the dead received
The broken hearts rejoice,
the humble fall believe
O for a thousand tongues to sing
My great Redeemer's praise
To tell the world
the glories of my God and King
The triumphs of His praise
Oh, for a thousand tongues to sing
My great Redeemer's praise
To tell the world
the glories of my God and King
The triumphs of His praise
The triumphs of His praise
The triumphs of His praise