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!

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.

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.

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!

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.
Charles Wesley.
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FORTH IN THY NAME, O LORD, I GO,
My daily labour to pursue,
Thee, only Thee, resolved to know.
In all I think, or speak, or do.

The task Thy wisdom hath assigned,
O let me cheerfully fulfil.
In all my works Thy presence find,
And prove Thy acceptable will.

Thee, may I set at my right hand,
Whose eyes my inmost substance see.
And labour on at Thy command,
And offer all my works to Thee.

Give me to bear Thy easy yoke,
And every moment watch and pray,
And still to things eternal look,
And hasten to Thy glorious day.

For Thee delightfully employ
Whate’er Thy bounteous grace hath given,
And run my course with even joy,
And closely walk with Thee to heaven.
     Charles Wesley
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CHRIST, WHOSE GLORY FILLS THE SKIES,
Christ, the true, the only light,
Sun of righteousness, arise,
Triumph o’er the shades of night:
Dayspring from on high, be near.
Daystar in my heart appear.

Dark and cheerless is the morn.
Unaccompanied by Thee.
Joyless is the day’s return,
Till Thy mercy’s beams I see.
Till they inward light impart,
Glad my eyes and warm my heart.

Visit then this soul of mine.
Pierce the gloom of sin and grief.
Fill me, radiancy divine.
Scatter all my unbelief.
More and more Thyself display,
Shining to the perfect day.
     Charles Wesley
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TO GOD BE THE GLORY! great things He hath done!
So loved He the world that He gave us His Son,
Who yielded His life an atonement for sin,
And opened the life-gate that all may go in.

Praise the Lord! Praise the Lord!
Let the earth hear His voice!
Praise the Lord! Praise the Lord!
Let the people rejoice!
O come to the Father through Jesus the Son;
And give Him the glory, great things He hath done!

O perfect redemption, the purchase of blood!
To every believer the promise of God.
The vilest offender who truly believes,
That moment from Jesus a pardon receives.

Great things He hath taught us, great things He hath done,
And great our rejoicing through Jesus the Son:
But purer and higher and greater will be,
Our wonder, our worship, when Jesus we see!
     Fanny J. Crosby.
Contributors:   Revd Graham Summers, Deborah Yeates, Tim Podesta, Roger and Christine Edwards, Peter and Eve Nelson
Production:   David Carter