O for a thousand tongues to sing my great Redeemer's praise!

can hold their tongues.

Christ the Lord is risen to-day," Sons of men and angels say. Raise your joys and triumphs high; Sing, ye heavens, and earth reply.

Sing to your mountains because as you sing, they are being cast into the sea.As you sing, the portals of heaven are opening.

My conscience hath a thousand several tongues, And every tongue brings in a several tale, And every tale condemns me for a villain

I have more memories than if I were a thousand years old.