460. Come, ye thankful people, come

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.

Text Information
First Line: Come, ye thankful people, come
Author: Rev. Henry Alford (1844)
Meter: 7. 7. 7. 7. D.
Publication Date: 1950
Topic: Special Seasons and Services: Thanksgiving and Harvest; Harvest and Thanksgiving; Processionals (1 more...)
Tune Information
Name: ST. GEORGE'S, WINDSOR
Composer: George J. Elvey (1859)
Meter: 7. 7. 7. 7. D.
Key: G Major



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