Scripture Verse

Let Thy saints shout for joy. Psalm 132:9


Words: Ot­ti­well Heg­in­bo­thom (1744–1768). Pub­lished post­hu­mous­ly in Hymns by the Late Rev. Ot­ti­well Heg­in­bo­thom of Sud­bu­ry, Suf­folk (Sud­bu­ry, Eng­land: J. Burk­et, 1794).

Music: Oaks­ville Hein­rich C. Zeu­ner, 1839 (🔊 pdf nwc).

If you know where to get a good pic­ture of He­gin­bo­thom or Zeu­ner (head-and-shoul­ders, at least 200×300 pix­els),


Come, shout aloud the Father’s grace,
And sing the Savior’s love;
Soon shall you join the glorious theme,
In loftier strains above.

God, the eternal, mighty God,
To dearer names descends;
Calls you His treasure and His joy,
His children and His friends.

My Father, God! and may these lips
Pronounce a name so dear?
Not thus could Heaven’s sweet harmony
Delight my listening ear.

Thanks to my God for every gift
His bounteous hands bestow;
And thanks eternal for that love
Whence all those comforts flow.