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O for a thousand tongues to sing My great Redeemer’s praise, The glories of my God and King, The triumphs of His grace.
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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.
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His love my heart has captive made, His captive would I be, For He was bound, and scourged and died, My captive soul to free.
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He breaks the power of canceled sin, He sets the prisoner free; His blood can make the foulest clean; His blood availed for me.
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So now Thy blessed Name I love, Thy will would e’er be mine. Had I a thousand hearts to give, My Lord, they all were Thine!