O for a thousand tongues to sing
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O for a thousand tongues to sing My dear Redeemer's praise, The glories of my God and King, The triumphs of his grace! Jesus! the name that charms our fears, That bids our sorrows cease; 'Tis music in the sinner's ears, 'Tis life and health and peace. He breaks the power of cancelled sin He sets the prisoner free; His blood can make the foulest clean His blood availed for me. He speaks; and, listening to his voice, New life the dead receive, The mournful broken hearts rejoice, The humble poor believe. Hear him, ye deaf; his praise, ye dumb, Your loosened tongues employ; Ye blind, behold your saviour come; And leap, ye lame, for joy! My gracious Master and my God, Assist me to proclaim And spread through all the earth abroad The honours of thy name. |
Ut mille vocibus canam laudanda Domini pronuntiando gloriam et gratiam Dei! Jesu! cum luctibus metus hoc nomen dissipat; est melos peccatoribus, vitam cum pace dat. Insontem reddit is reum, captivum soluit; purgat cruor foedissimum, nec mihi deficit. Jesu loquentis ad sonum vivunt exanimes; maestorum ecce gaudium et pauperum fides! Audite, surdi, vos Deum, tu, mute, eum canas; videte, caeci, Dominum, tu, claude, salias; Intende vocem, Deus mi et Domine, meam, ut mira nominis tui ubique differam! |