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Come, ye thankful people, come
Author: H. Alford Appears in 727 hymnals Topics: Various Occassions Thanksgiving Day Lyrics: 1 Come, ye thankful people, come,
Raise the song of harvest home:
All be 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 for ever purified,
In Thy presence to abide:
Come, with all Thine angels, come,
Raise the glorious harvest home! Used With Tune: [Come, ye thankful people, come]
Come, ye thankful people, come
For the beauty of the earth
Author: F. S. Pierpoint Appears in 633 hymnals Topics: Various Occassions Thanksgiving Day Lyrics: 1 For the beauty of the earth,
For the glory of the skies,
For the love which from our birth
Over and around us lies:
Lord of all, to Thee we raise
This our grateful psalm of praise.
2 For the wonder of each hour
Of the day and of the night:
Hill and vale, and tree and flower,
Sun and moon and stars of light;
Lord of all, to Thee we raise
This our grateful psalm of praise.
3 For the joy of human love,
Brother, sister, parent, child;
Friends on earth, and friends above,
Pleasures pure and undefiled;
Lord of all, to Thee we raise
This our grateful psalm of praise.
4 For Thy Church that evermore
Lifts her holy hands above,
Offering up on every shore
Her pure sacrifice of love:
Lord of all, to Thee we raise
This our grateful psalm of praise.
Used With Tune: [For the beauty of the earth]
For the beauty of the earth
God bless our native land!
Author: C. T. Brooks ; J. S. Dwight Appears in 666 hymnals Topics: Various Occassions National Lyrics: 1 God bless our native land!
Firm may she ever stand,
Through storm and night;
When the wild tempests rave,
Ruler of wind and wave,
Do Thou our country save
By Thy great might.
2 For her our prayers shall rise
To God above the skies;
On Him we wait:
Thou who art ever nigh,
Guarding with watchful eye,
To Thee aloud we cry,
God save the state! Used With Tune: [God bless our native land!]
God bless our native land!
O perfect Love, all human thought transcending
Author: Dorothy F. Bloomfield Appears in 236 hymnals Topics: Various Occassions Marriage and the Home Lyrics: 1 O perfect Love, all human thought transcending,
Lowly we kneel in prayer before Thy throne,
That theirs may be the love which knows no ending,
Whom Thou forevermore dost join in one.
2 O perfect Life, be Thou their full assurance
Of tender charity and steadfast faith,
Of patient hope, and quiet, brave endurance,
With childlike trust that fears nor pain nor death.
3 Grant them the joy which brightens earthly sorrow;
Grant them the peace which calms all earthly strife,
And to life’s day the glorious unknown morrow
That dawns upon eternal love and life. Used With Tune: [O perfect Love, all human thought transcending]
O perfect Love, all human thought transcending
Sing to the Lord of harvest
Author: J. S. B. Monsell Appears in 121 hymnals Topics: Various Occassions Thanksgiving Day 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 happy 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 to His sacred altar
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 we fall,
And with your lives adore Him,
Who gave His life for all.
4 To God, the gracious Father
Who made us "very good:"
To Christ, who, when we wandered,
Restored us with His blood:
And to the Holy Spirit,
Who doth upon us pour
His blessèd dews and sunshine,
Be praise forevermore. Used With Tune: [Sing to the Lord of harvest]
Sing to the Lord of harvest
When in the hour of utmost need
Author: P. Eber Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 64 hymnals Topics: Various Occassions Day of Common Prayer Lyrics: 1 When in the hour of utmost need
We know not where to look for aid;
When days and nights of anxious thought
No help nor counsel yet have brought;
2 Then this our comfort is alone,
That we may meet before Thy throne,
And cry, O faithful God, to Thee
For rescue from our misery;
3 To Thee may raise our hearts and eyes,
Repenting sore with bitter sighs,
And seek Thy pardon for our sin,
And respite from our griefs within.
4 For Thou hast promised, graciously
To hear all those who cry to Thee,
Through Him whose name alone is great,
Our Savior and our advocate.
5 And thus we come, O God, today,
And all our woes before Thee lay;
For tried, afflicted, lo! we stand,
Peril and foes on very hand.
6 Ah, hide not for our sins Thy face;
Absolve us through Thy boundless grace;
Be with us in our anguish still,
Free us at last from every ill.
7 That so with all our hearts may we
Once more our glad thanksgiving pay,
And walk obedient to Thy word,
And now and ever praise Thee, Lord. Used With Tune: [When in the hour of utmost need]
When in the hour of utmost need
To Thee, O Lord, our hearts we raise
Author: W. C. Dix Appears in 110 hymnals Topics: Various Occassions Thanksgiving Day Lyrics: 1 To Thee, O Lord, our hearts we raise
In hymns of adoration,
To Thee bring sacrifice of praise
With shouts of exultation:
Bright robes of gold the fields adorn,
The hills with joy are ringing,
The valleys stand so thick with corn
That even they are singing.
2 And now, on this our festal day,
Thy bounteous hand confessing,
Upon Thine altar, Lord, we lay
The first-fruits of Thy blessing:
By Thee the souls of men are fed
With gifts of grace supernal;
Thou who dost give us earthly bread,
Give us the bread eternal.
3 We bear the burden of the day,
And often toil seems dreary;
But labor ends with sunset ray,
And rest is for the weary;
May we, the angel-reaping o'er,
Stand at the last accepted,
Christ's golden sheaves for evermore,
To garners bright elected.
4 O blessed is that land of God,
Where saints abide for ever;
Where golden fields spread far and broad,
Where flows the crystal river:
The strains of all its holy throng
With ours to-day are blending;
Thrice blessed is that harvest-song
Which never hath an ending. Used With Tune: [To Thee, O Lord, our hearts we raise]
To Thee, O Lord, our hearts we raise
Had God not come, may Israel say
Author: M. Luther Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7 Appears in 10 hymnals Topics: Various Occassions Reformation Day Lyrics: 1 Had God not come, may Israel say,
Had God not come to aid us,
Our enemies on that sad day
Would surely have dismayed us;
A remnant now, and handful small,
Held in contempt and scorn by all,
Who cruelly would oppress us.
2 Their furious wrath, did God permit,
Would quickly have consumed us,
And in the deep and yawning pit
With life and limb entombed us;
Like men o'er whom dark waters roll,
The streams had gone e'en o'er our soul,
And mightily o'erwhelmed us.
3 Thanks be to God, who from the pit
Snatched us, when it was gaping:
Our souls, like birds that break the net,
To the blue sky escaping;
The snare is broken--we are free!
The Lord our Helper praiséd be,
The God of earth and heaven. Used With Tune: [Had God not come, may Israel say]
Had God not come, may Israel say
To Thee our God we fly
Author: W. W. How Meter: 6.6.6.6.8.8 Appears in 91 hymnals Topics: Various Occassions National Lyrics: 1 To Thee our God we fly
For mercy and for grace;
O hear our lowly cry,
And hide not Thou Thy face.
O Lord, stretch forth Thy mighty hand,
And guard and bless our fatherland.
2 Arise, O Lord of hosts;
Be jealous for Thy name,
And drive from out our coasts
The sins that put to shame.
O Lord, stretch forth Thy mighty hand,
And guard and bless our fatherland.
3 Thy best gifts from on high
In rich abundance pour,
That we may magnify
And praise Thee more and more.
O Lord, stretch forth Thy mighty hand,
And guard and bless our fatherland.
4 The powers ordained by Thee,
With heavenly wisdom bless;
May they Thy servants be,
And rule in righteousness.
O Lord, stretch forth Thy mighty hand,
And guard and bless our fatherland.
5 The Church of Thy dear Son
Inflame with love's pure fire,
Bind her once more in one,
And life and truth inspire.
O Lord, stretch forth Thy mighty hand,
And guard and bless our fatherland.
6 Give peace, Lord, in our time;
O let no foe draw nigh,
Nor lawless deed of crime
Insult Thy Majesty.
O Lord, stretch forth Thy mighty hand,
And guard and bless our fatherland. Used With Tune: [To Thee our God we fly]
To Thee our God we fly
O Father all creating
Author: J. Ellerton Appears in 47 hymnals Topics: Various Occassions Marriage and the Home Lyrics: 1 O Father all creating,
Whose wisdom, love, and power
First bound two lives together
In Eden's primal hour,
Today to these Thy children
Thine earliest gifts renew,--
A home by Thee made happy,
A love by Thee kept true.
2 O Savior, guest most bounteous
Of old in Galilee,
Vouchsafe today Thy presence
With these who call on Thee;
Their store of earthly gladness
Transform to heavenly wine,
And teach them, in the tasting,
To know the gift is Thine.
3 O Spirit of the Father,
Breathe on them from above,
So mighty in Thy pureness,
So tender in Thy love;
That guarded by Thy presence,
From sin and strife kept free,
Their lives may own Thy guidance,
Their hearts be ruled by Thee.
4 Except Thou build it, Father,
The house is built in vain;
Except Thou, Savior, bless it,
The joy will turn to pain;
But naught can break the marriage
Of hearts in Thee made one,
And love Thy Spirit hallows
Is endless love begun. Used With Tune: [O Father all creating]
O Father all creating
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