1 Fair waved the golden corn
in Canaan's pleasant land,
when, full of joy, some shining morn,
went forth the reaper-band.

2 To God so good and great
their cheerful thanks they pour;
then carry to his temple-gate
the choicest of their store.

3 Like Israel, Lord, we give
our earliest fruits to thee,
and pray that, long as we shall live,
we may thy children be.

4 Thine is our youthful prime,
and life and all its pow'rs;
be with us in our morning time,
and bless our evening hours.

5 In wisdom let us grow,
as years and strength are giv'n,
that we may serve thy Church below,
and join thy saints in heav'n.