Hymn: O For a Thousand Tongues to Sing
Today’s Hymn Focus: O For a Thousand Tongues to Sing
Brothers John & Charles Wesley upon graduation from Oxford, set sail to America, the new world, to try and minister to the colonists and to evangelize the Indians. However, they quickly became disillusioned and returned to England. On the trip, they were impressed by a group of devout Moravians, sensing their spiritual depth and vitality. In May of 1738 at Aldersgate Hall, John & Charles had a spiritual heart-warming experience, and their ministry displayed a new dimension of spiritual power.
On the one-year anniversary of his conversion experience, Charles wrote the eighteen stanza hymn “O for a Thousand Tongues to Sing”, inspired by a remark from his friend Peter Bohler… “the Lord has done so much for my life. Had I a thousand tongues, I would praise Christ Jesus with every one of them!” Let this hymn be the desire of your heart as we sing:
O for a thousand tongues to sing my great Redeemer’s praise,
The glories of my God and King, the triumphs of His grace!
We need to wake up and remember that if we are breathing, we are to worship God. If we don’t praise Him, then the rocks will cry out and worship Him and the trees of the fields will clap their hands. I don’t know about you, but I don’t want a rock and a tree doing my job!
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O for a thousand tongues to sing
O for a thousand tongues to sing
My great Redeemer’s praise,
The glories of my God and King,
The triumphs of His grace.
My gracious Master and my God,
Assist me to proclaim,
To spread through all the earth abroad,
The honors of Thy name.
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.
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.
He breaks the power of canceled sin,
He sets the prisoner free;
His blood can make the foulest clean;
His blood availed for me.
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!