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).
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.