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                  | O for a thousand
                    tongues to sing |  |  
              
                | Tune: | Lyngham |  |  
                | Metre: | 86 86 extended |  |    O
            for a thousand tongues to sing
            
             my
            great Redeemer’s praise,
            
             my
            great Redeemer’s praise,
            
             the
            glories of my God and King,
            
             the
            triumphs of His grace, 
            
             the
            triumphs of His grace,
            
             the
            triumphs of His grace.
            
             
             
             Jesus!
            the name that charms our fears,
            
             that
            bids our sorrows cease,
            
             that
            bids our sorrows cease;
            
             ’tis
            music in the sinner’s ears,
            
             ’tis
            life and health and peace,
            
             ’tis
            life and health and peace,
            
             ’tis
            life and health and peace.
            
             
             
             He
            breaks the power of cancelled sin,
            
             He
            sets the prisoner free,
            
             He
            sets the prisoner free;
            
             His
            blood can make the foulest clean;
            
             His
            blood availed for me,
            
             His
            blood availed for me,
            
             His
            blood availed for me.
            
             
             
             He
            speaks, and, listening to His voice,
            
             new
            life the dead receive,
            
             new
            life the dead receive,
            
             the
            mournful, broken hearts rejoice,
            
             the
            humble poor believe,
            
             the
            humble poor believe,
            
             the
            humble poor believe.
            
             
             
             Hear
            Him, ye deaf; His praise, ye dumb,
            
             your
            loosened tongues employ,
            
             your
            loosened tongues employ:
            
             ye
            blind, behold your Saviour come;
            
             and
            leap, ye lame, for joy,
            
             and
            leap, ye lame, for joy,
            
             and
            leap, ye lame, for joy.
            
             
             
             My
            gracious Master, and my God,
            
             assist
            me to proclaim,
            
             assist
            me to proclaim,
            
             to
            spread through all the earth abroad,
            
             the
            honours of Thy name,
            
             the
            honours of Thy name,
            
             the
            honours of Thy name.
            
             
            
             
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