1 O come, loud Anthems let us sing;
Loud Thanks to our Almighty King:
For we our Voices high should raise,
When our Salvation's Rock we praise.

2 Into his Presence let us haste,
To thank him for his Favours past;
To him address in joyful Songs,
The Praise that to his Name belongs.

3 O let us to his Courts repair,
And bow with Adoration there:
Down on our Knees devoutly All
Before the Lord, our Maker, fall.

4 For He's our God, our Father He;
The People of his Pasture We;
The Flock, that, guided by his Care,
The Blessings of his Bounty share.