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

The wisdom coming from above, the faith that sweetly works by love.

God is gone up on high with a triumphant noise.

In Fellowship; alone To God, with Faith, draw near, Approach His Courts, besiege His Throne With all the power of Prayer.

Jesus, Thou art all compassion, pure unbounded love Thou art; Visit us with Thy salvation, enter every trembling heart.

Expand Thy wings, celestial Dove, brood o'er our nature's night; on our disordered spirits move, and let there now be light.

How few young men realize that their success in life depends more upon what they are than upon what they know. It is self-esteem that has brought the race this far.