Have you ever felt like your heart would explode because you couldn’t sing loud enough or long enough or praise God intensely enough to express the feelings inside? I think Charles Wesley felt like that when he wrote “O For A Thousand Tongues To Sing”. He seems to be crying out to God for the ability to praise Him a thousand times more than his physical body allowed.

O for a thousand tongues to sing
my Great Redeemer’s praise,
the glories of my God and King,
the triumphs of his grace!

Not only is he asking for more power to praise God, He is also asking for help in proclaiming the gospel to the Earth.

My gracious Master and my God,
assist me to proclaim
and spread through all the earth abroad
the honors of thy Name.

He goes on to describe some of the wonderful qualities of Our Great Redeemer that make him want to sing such praises.

The bible says that sometimes even creation feels this urge to worship! At Jesus’ triumphal entry into Jerusalem on Palm Sunday the Pharisees were rebuking Jesus trying to get him to silence the praises of his followers. Jesus told the Pharisees that if his followers were silent even the rocks would cry out.

Do you remember the last time you felt like you would burst with praise? Our God deserves our highest praise and so much more! Take a few minutes to read through the verses of this hymn and worship God and let your heart burst with praise! Then do your best to take that attitude with you today.

Lyrics:

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
and spread through all the earth abroad
the honors of thy Name.

Jesus! the Name that charms our fears
and bids our sorrows cease;
’tis music in the sinner’s ears,
’tis life and health and peace.

He breaks the power of canceled 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 Savior come;
and leap, ye lame, for joy!

Glory to God and praise and love
be now and ever given
by saints below and saints above
the Church in earth and heaven.