My great Redeemer’s praise,
The glories of my God and King,
The triumphs of His grace.
Assist me to proclaim,
To spread through all the earth abroad,
The honors of Thy name.
That bids our sorrows cease;
’Tis music in the sinner’s ears,
’Tis life, and health, and peace.
His captive would I be,
For He was bound, and scourged and died,
My captive soul to free.
He sets the prisoner free;
His blood can make the foulest clean;
His blood availed for me.
Thy will would e’er be mine.
Had I a thousand hearts to give,
My Lord, they all were Thine!