1 O that I had an angel's tongue.
That I might loudly sing
The wonders of redeeming Love,
To Thee, my God and King!

2 Let the redeeméd of the Lord
Their thankful voices raise:
Can we be dumb whilst angels sing
Our great Redeemer's praise?

3 O sing aloud in boundless grace,
Which thus hath set thee free:
Extol with songs, my savéd soul,
The Saviour's Love to thee.

4 Give endless thanks to God, and say,
What Love was this in Thee,
That Thou hast not withheld Thy Son,
Thine only Son, from me!

5 Thy deep and glorious counsels, Lord,
With trembling I adore:
Blessed, thrice blessed be my God,
Blessed for evermore.