1 O 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;
'T is music in the sinner's ears,
'T is life, and health, and peace.

3 He breaks the power of cancell'd sin,
He sets the prisoner free;
His blood can make the foulest clean;
His blood availed for me.

4 He speaks; and, listening to His voice,
New life the dead receive;
The mournful broken hearts rejoice;
The humble poor believe.