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75. 81.

G. J. Elvey, 1858


1. Come, ye thank - ful peo - ple, come,


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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 offences purge away;

4 Even so, Lord, quickly come,

To Thy final Harvest-Home!
Gather Thou Thy people in,
Free from sorrow, free from sin;
There for ever purified,
In Thy Presence to abide:
Come, with all Thine angels, come,
Raise the glorious Harvest-Home!


ST. ALBAN 6s, 58. 81. With Refrain

Arr. fr. F. J. Haydn (1732-1809)

by J. B. Dykes

1. EABTE bo - low is teem - ing, Heaven is bright & -bove; Ev - ery brow is beam-ing


joic - es,

Ev-ery thought is praise;

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be-fore Thee. A-men.

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In the light of love; Ev-ery eye ro •

Gladden nights and days.

Hap-py hearts and voic-es

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Boun-ti - ful and free,

As the joy in bar- vest Joy we

2 For the sun and showers,

For the rain and dew, For the nurturing hours

Spring and Summer knew;
For the golden Autumn,

And its precious stores,
For the love that brought them

Teeming to our doors.-Ref.

3 Earth's broad harvest whitens

In a brighter sun
Than the orb that lightens

All we tread upon;
Send out laborers, Father!

Where fields ripening wave,
All the nations gather,
Gather in and save.-Ref.

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1. Ó God, be-neath Thy guid - ing hand, Our ex-iled fa - thers cross'd the sea;

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Z And when they trod the win-t'ry strand, With pray'r and psalm they worship'd Thee. A-men.

2 Thou heard'st, well pleased, the song, the

prayer: Thy blessing came; and still its power Shall onward, through all ages, bear

The memory of that holy hour. 3 Laws, freedom, truth, and faith in God

Came with those exiles o'er the waves;

And where their pilgrim feet have trod,
The God they trusted guards their

4 And here Thy name, O God of love,

Their children's children shall adore, Till these eternal hills remove,

And spring adorns the earth no more.

L. Bacon, 1833


I. Smith, c. 1770

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2 Oh, for the living flame

From His own altar brought,
To touch our lips, our minds inspire,

And wing to Heaven our thought! ? God is our strength and song

And His salvation ours;

Then be His love in Christ proclaimed

With all our ransomed powers.
4 Stand up, and bless the Lord ;

The Lord your God adore ;
Stand up, and bless His glorious name,
Henceforth for overmoro.

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2 All the plenty summer pours;

Pure religion's holier beams: Autumn's rich o'erflowing stores;

Lord, for these our souls shall raise Flocks that whiten all the plain;

Grateful vows and solemn praise. Yellow sheaves of ripened grain: 4 As Thy prospering hand hath blest, Lord, for these our souls shall raise

May we give Thee of our best; Grateful vows and solemn praise.

And by deeds of kindly love 3 Peace, prosperity, and health,

For Thy mercies grateful prove; Private bliss, and public wealth,

Singing thus through all our days, Knowledge with its gladdening streams, Praise to God, immortal praise.

Mrs. A. L. Barbauld, 1772 All. & Ad. 472 MONKLAND

J. B. Wilkes, 1861

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2 Praise Him that He made the sun

Day by day his course to run;
And the silver moon by night,

Shining with her gentle light.
3 Praise Him that He gave the rain

To mature the swelling grain;
And hath bid the fruitful field
Crops of precious increase yield.

4 Praise Him for our harvest-store,

He hath filled the garner-floor;
And for richer food than this,

Pledge of everlasting bliss.
6 Glory to our bounteous King;

Glory let creation sing;
Glory to the Father, Son,
And blest Spirit, Three in One.

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