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Come, Ye Thankful People, Come
Author: Henry Alford Hymnal: The Hymnal and Order of Service #574 (1926) Meter: 7.7.7.7 D Topics: Occasional Harvest-Home; A Day of Thanksgiving or a Harvest Festival; Harvest Lyrics: 1 Come, ye thankful people, come,
Raise the song of harvest-home!
All is safely gathered in,
Ere the winter storms begin;
God, our Maker, doth provide
For our wants to be supplied;
Come, to God's own temple, come,
Raise the song of harvest-home!
2 All the world is God's own field,
Fruit unto His praise to yield;
Wheat and tares together sown,
Unto joy or sorrow grown;
First the blade, and then the ear,
Then the full corn shall appear:
Lord of harvest, grant that we
Wholesome grain and pure may be.
3 For the Lord our God shall come,
And shall take His harvest home;
From His field shall in that day
All offenses purge away;
Give His angels charge at last
In the fire the tares to cast,
But the fruitful ears to store
In His garner evermore.
4 Even so, Lord, quickly come
To Thy final harvest-home;
Gather Thou Thy people in,
Free from sorrow, free from sin;
There forever purified,
In Thy presence to abide:
Come, with all Thine angels, come,
Raise the glorious harvest-home!
Amen. Scripture: Matthew 13:25-26 Languages: English Tune Title: ST. GEORGE'S, WINDSOR
Come, Ye Thankful People, Come
Come, Ye Thankful People, Come
Author: Henry Alford, 1810-1871 Hymnal: Journeysongs (2nd ed.) #639 (2003) Meter: 7.7.7.7 D Topics: Harvest; Harvest; Harvest Lyrics: 1 Come, ye thankful people, come,
Raise the song of harvest home:
All is safely gathered in,
Ere the winter storms begin;
God, our Maker, does provide
For our wants to be supplied;
Come to God's own temple, come,
Raise the song of harvest home.
2 All the world is God's own field,
Fruit unto his praise to yield;
Wheat and tares together sown,
Unto joy or sorrow grown;
First the blade, and then the ear,
Then the full corn shall appear:
Grant, O harvest Lord, that we
Wholesome grain and pure may be.
3 For the Lord our God shall come,
And shall take his harvest home;
From his field shall in that day
All offenses purge away;
Give his angels charge at last
In the fire the tares to cast,
But the fruitful ears to store
In his garner evermore.
4 Even so, Lord, quickly come
To your final harvest home;
Gather all your people in,
Free from sorrow, free from sin;
There, for ever purified,
In your presence to abide:
Come, with all your angels, come,
Raise the glorious harvest home.
Scripture: 1 Chronicles 16:8 Languages: English Tune Title: ST. GEORGE'S WINDSOR
Come, Ye Thankful People, Come
Come, Sing a Song of Harvest
Author: Fred Pratt Green Hymnal: Chalice Hymnal #719 (1995) Meter: 7.6.7.6 Topics: Harvest Lyrics: 1 Come, sing a song of harvest,
of thanks for daily food!
To offer God the first-fruits
is old as gratitude.
2 Shall we, sometimes forgetful
of where creation starts,
view science as our savior,
lose wonder from our hearts?
3 May God, the great Creator,
to whom all life belongs,
accept these gifts we offer,
our service and our songs.
4 And lest the world go hungry
while we ourselves are fed,
make each of us more ready
to share our daily bread. Languages: English Tune Title: CHRISTUS, DER IST MEIN LEBEN
Come, Sing a Song of Harvest
Sing to the Lord of harvest
Author: John Samuel Bewley Monsell, 1811-1875 Hymnal: CPWI Hymnal #720 (2010) Meter: 7.6.7.6 D Topics: Sacraments and Other Occasions Harvest Lyrics: 1 Sing to the Lord of harvest,
sing songs of love and praise;
with joyful hearts and voices
your hallelujahs raise.
By him the rolling seasons
in fruitful order move;
sing to the Lord of harvest
a happy song of love.
2 By him the clouds drop fatness,
the deserts bloom and spring,
the hills leap up in gladness,
the valleys laugh and sing.
He filleth with his fullness,
all things with large increase,
he crowns the year with goodness,
with plenty and with peace.
3 Bring now in glad thanksgiving
the gifts his goodness gave,
the golden sheaves of harvest,
the souls he died to save.
Your hearts lay down before him
when at his feet you fall,
and with your lives adore him
who gave his life for all.
Languages: English Tune Title: PEARSALL
Sing to the Lord of harvest
Give thanks, my soul, for harvest
Author: William Watkins Reid, 1890- Hymnal: The Book of Praise #805 (1997) Meter: 7.6.7.6 D Topics: Harvest Thanksgiving Lyrics: 1 Give thanks, my soul, for harvest,
for store of fruit and grain,
but know the owner gives us
that we may share again;
where souls are lone and hungry,
where needy children cry,
with gifts from God’s rich bounty
may thankfulness reply.
2 Give thanks, my soul, for riches
of woodland, mine and hill,
but know that gold and timber
are the Creator's still,
and God's on loan to stewards
to fashion and to share,
providing all earth's children
the blessing of God's care.
3 Give thanks, my soul, for labours
that strength and days employ,
but know your Maker's purpose
brings toil as well as joy.
Where leads the path to error,
where justice lies in chain,
where hoarders cause new hunger,
there must we strive again.
4 Give thanks, my soul, for beauty,
for vision, hope and skill,
for Christ, divine revealer
of God's redeeming will.
Show forth, O God, your purpose;
direct our will and hand
to share your love and bounty
with all, in every land. Scripture: Psalm 50:10-11 Languages: English Tune Title: CRÜGER
Give thanks, my soul, for harvest
When the King Shall Claim His Own
Author: L. D. Santee Hymnal: Christ in Song #864 (1908) Topics: The Home Eternal Harvest Time First Line: In the glad time of the harvest Lyrics: 1. In the glad time of the harvest,
In the grand millennial year,
When the King shall take His scepter,
And to judge the world appear,
Earth and sea shall yield their treasure,
All shall stand before the throne;
Just awards will then be given,
When the King shall claim His own.
2. O the rapture of His people!
Long they're dwelt on earth's low sod,
With their hearts e'er turning homeward,
Rich in faith and love to God.
They will share the life immortal,
They will know as they are known,
They will pass the pearly portal,
When the King shall claim His own.
3. Long they're toiled within the harvest,
Sown the precious seed with tears;
Soon they'll drop their heavy burdens
In the glad millennial years;
They will share the bliss of heaven,
Never more to sigh or moan;
Starry crowns will then be given,
When the King shall claim His own.
4. We shall greet the loved and loving.
Who have left us lonely here;
Every heartache will be banished
When the Saviour shall appear;
Never grieved with sin or sorrow,
Never weary or alone;
O, we long for that glad morrow
When the King shall claim His own. Languages: English Tune Title: [In the glad time of the harvest]
When the King Shall Claim His Own
Sing to the Lord of harvest
Author: John Samuel Bewley Monsell (1811-75) Hymnal: The Song Book of the Salvation Army #929 (1986) Topics: Special Occasions Harvest Lyrics: 1 Sing to the Lord of harvest,
Sing songs of love and praise,
With joyful hearts and voices,
Your hallelujahs raise;
By him the rolling seasons
In fruitful order move;
Sing to the Lord of harvest
A song of grateful love.
2 By him the clouds drop fatness,
The deserts bloom and spring,
The hills leap up in gladness,
The valleys laugh and sing;
He filleth with his fulness
All things with large increase;
He crowns the year with goodness,
With plenty and with peace.
3 Heap on his sacred altar
The gifts his good ness gave,
The golden sheaves of harvest,
The souls he died to save;
Your hearts lay down before him,
When at his feet ye fall,
And with your lives adore him
Who gave his life for all.
Languages: English
Sing to the Lord of harvest
Lord of the harvest! Thee we hail
Hymnal: Evangelical Lutheran Hymnal. 9th ed. #a140 (1895) Topics: The Church Year Harvest Lyrics: 1 Lord of the harvest! Thee we hail!
Thine ancient promise doth not fail;
The varying seasons haste their round;
With goodness all our years are crowned;
Our thanks we pay, this festal day,
O let our hearts in tune be found.
2 Lord of harvest! all is Thine:
The rains that fall, the suns that shine,
The seed once hidden in the ground,
The skill that makes our fruits abound:
New every year Thy gifts appear;
New praises from our lips shall sound.
3 Immortal honor, endless fame,
Attend th' Almighty Father's name;
Like honor to th' Incarnate Son,
Who for lost man redemption won,
And equal praise we thankful raise
To Thee, blest Spirit! with them One. Languages: English
Lord of the harvest! Thee we hail
Summer ended, harvest o'er
Hymnal: Evangelical Lutheran Hymnal. 9th ed. #a141 (1895) Topics: The Church Year Harvest Lyrics: 1 Summer ended, harvest o'er,
Lord, to Thee our song we pour,
For the valley's golden yield,
For the fruits of tree and field;
2 For the promise ever sure
That while heaven and earth endure
See time, harvest, cold and heat
Shall their yearly round complete;
3 For the care, which while we slept,
Watch o'er field and furrow kept,
Watch o'er all the buried grain,
Soon to burst to life again.
4 When the reaping angels bring,
Tares and wheat before the King,
Jesus! may we gathered be
In the heavenly barn to Thee.
5 Then the angel cry shall sound:
Praise the Lamb: the lost are found!
And the answering song shall be:
Alleluia, praise to Thee!
6 Praise to Thee! the toil is o'er;
Blight and curse shall be no more;
Lo! the mighty work is done:
Glory to the Three in One! Languages: English
Summer ended, harvest o'er
Gleams the Harvest
Author: O. E. Landrum Hymnal: Hymns for Worship #36 (2011) Topics: Planting-Harvest First Line: Have you heard the Master calling Refrain First Line: Have you heard? Languages: English Tune Title: [Have you heard the Master calling]
Gleams the Harvest
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