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For Thy mercy and Thy grace

Author: Henry Downton Hymnal: BWHT1899 #550 (1899) Meter: 7.7.7.7 Lyrics: 1 For Thy mercy and Thy grace Constant through another year, Hear our song of thankfulness; Jesus, our Redeemer, hear. 2 In our weakness and distress, Rock of strength, be Thou our stay; In the pathless wilderness Be our true and living way. 3 Who of us death's awful road In the coming year shall tread, With Thy rod and staff, O God, Comfort Thou his dying bed. 4 Keep us faithful, keep us pure, Keep us evermore Thine own; Help Thy servants to endure, Fit us for Thy promised crown. 5 So within Thy palace gate We shall praise, on golden strings, Thee the only Potentate, Lord of lords, and King of kings. Amen. Topics: God Mercies of; New Year Languages: English Tune Title: NUREMBURG

Great God! we sing that mighty hand

Author: Philip Doddridge Hymnal: BWHT1899 #551 (1899) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 Great God! we sing that mighty hand By which supported still we stand, The opening year Thy mercy shows-- Let mercy crown it till it close. 2 By day, by night, at home, abroad, Still we are guarded by our God; By His incessant bounty fed, By His unerring counsel led. 3 With grateful hearts the past we own; The future, all to us unknown, We to Thy guardian care commit, And, peaceful, leave before Thy feet. 4 In scenes exalted or depressed, Be Thou our joy, and Thou our rest; Thy goodness all our hopes shall raise, Adored through all our changing days. Amen. Topics: God Mercies of; New Year Languages: English Tune Title: PILESGROVE

While with ceaseless course the sun

Author: John Newton Hymnal: BWHT1899 #552 (1899) Lyrics: 1 While with ceaseless course the sun Hasted through the former year, Many souls their race have run, Never more to meet us here: Fixed in an eternal state, They have done with all below, We a little longer wait, But how little none can know. 2 As the wingèd arrow flies Speedily the mark to find; As the lightning from the skies Darts and leaves no trace behind; Swiftly thus our fleeting days Bear us down life's rapid stream; Upward, Lord, our spirits raise; All below is but a dream. 3 Thanks for mercies past receive, Pardon of our sins renew; Teach us henceforth how to live With eternity in view: Bless Thy word to young and old; Fill us with a Saviour's love; And when life's short tale is told, May we dwell with Thee above. Amen. Topics: New Year Languages: English Tune Title: BENEVENTO

Praise to God, immortal praise

Author: Anna L. Barbauld Hymnal: BWHT1899 #553 (1899) Lyrics: 1 Praise to God, immortal praise, For the love that crowns our days; Bounteous Source of every joy, Let Thy praise our tongues employ: All to Thee, our God, we owe, Source whence all our blessings flow. 2 All the blessings of the fields, All the stores the garden yields, Flocks that whiten all the plain, Yellow sheaves of ripened grain-- Lord, for these our souls shall raise Grateful vows and solemn praise. 3 Clouds that drop their fattening dews, Suns that genial warmth diffuse, All the plenty summer pours, Autumn's rich o'erflowing stores; All to Thee, our God, we owe, Source whence all our blessings flow. 4 Peace, prosperity, and health, Private bliss and public wealth, Knowledge, with its gladdening streams, Pure religion's holier beams-- Lord, for these our souls shall raise Grateful vows and solemn praise. Amen. Topics: Harvest; God In nature; New Year; Seasons; Thanksgiving Day Languages: English Tune Title: HALLETT

Fountain of mercy, God of love

Author: Alice Flowerdew Hymnal: BWHT1899 #554 (1899) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Fountain of mercy, God of love, How rich Thy bounties are; The changing seasons, as they move, Proclaim Thy constant care, Proclaim Thy constant care. 2 When in the bosom of the earth, The sower hid the grain, Thy goodness marked its secret birth, And sent the early rain, And sent the early rain. 3 The spring’s sweet influence, Lord, was Thine, The plants in beauty grew; Thou gav’st refulgent suns to shine, And soft refreshing dew, And soft refreshing dew. 4 These varied mercies, from above, Matured the swelling grain: A kindly harvest crowns Thy love, And plenty fills the plain, And plenty fills the plain. 5 We own and bless Thy gracious sway; Thy hand all nature hails; Seed-time nor harvest, night or day, Summer nor winter fails, Summer nor winter fails. Amen. Topics: Harvest; God In nature; Seasons; Thanksgiving Day Languages: English Tune Title: RANDALL

Come, ye thankful people, come

Author: Henry Alford Hymnal: BWHT1899 #555a (1899) 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 We ourselves are 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 Then, thou Church Triumphant, come, Raise the song of Harvest Home! All are safely gathered in, Free from sorrow, free from sin: There forever purified, In God's garner to abide; Come, ten thousand angels, come, Raise the glorious Harvest Home! Amen. Topics: Harvest; God In nature; Seasons; Thanksgiving Day Languages: English Tune Title: ELTHAM

Come, ye thankful people, come

Hymnal: BWHT1899 #555b (1899) 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 We ourselves are 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 Then, thou Church Triumphant, come, Raise the song of Harvest Home! All are safely gathered in, Free from sorrow, free from sin: There forever purified, In God's garner to abide; Come, ten thousand angels, come, Raise the glorious Harvest Home! Amen. Languages: English Tune Title: ST. GEORGE'S, WINDSOR

My country 'tis of thee

Author: Samuel F. Smith Hymnal: BWHT1899 #556 (1899) Lyrics: 1 My country 'tis of thee, Sweet land of liberty, Of thee I sing; Land where my fathers died, Land of the pilgrim's pride, From every mountain side Let freedom ring. 2 My native country, thee-- Land of the noble, free-- Thy name I love. I love thy rocks and rills, Thy woods and templed hills; My heart with rapture thrills Like that above. 3 Let music swell the breeze, And ring from all the trees Sweet freedom's song: Let mortal tongues awake; Let all that breathe partake; Let rocks their silence break-- The sound prolong. 4 Our fathers' God, to Thee, Author of liberty, To Thee we sing; Long may our land be bright With freedom's holy light; Protect us by Thy might, Great God, our King. Amen. Topics: National Hymn; Thanksgiving Day Languages: English Tune Title: AMERICA

Before, the Lord we bow

Author: Francis S. Key Hymnal: BWHT1899 #557 (1899) Lyrics: 1 Before, the Lord we bow, The God who reigns above, And rules the world below, Boundless in power and love. Our thanks we bring In joy and praise, Our hearts we raise To heaven's high King. 2 The nation Thou hast blest May well Thy love declare, From foes and fears at rest, Protected by Thy care. For this fair land, For this bright day, Our thanks we pay-- Gifts of Thy hand. 3 May every mountain height, Each vale and forest green, Shine in Thy word's pure light, And its rich fruits be seen! May every tongue Be tuned to praise, And join to raise A grateful song. 4 Earth! hear thy Maker's voice, The great Redeemer own, Believe, obey, rejoice, And worship Him alone; Cast down thy pride, Thy sin deplore, And bow before The Crucified. 5 And when in power He comes, O may our native land, From all its rending tombs, Send forth a glorious band, A countless throng, Ever to sing To heaven's high King Salvation's song. Amen. Topics: National Hymn; Peace National; Thanksgiving Day Languages: English Tune Title: WESTMORELAND

Lord, let Thy goodness lead our land

Author: Philip Doddridge Hymnal: BWHT1899 #558 (1899) Lyrics: 1 Lord, let Thy goodness lead our land, Still saved by Thine almighty hand, The tribute of its love to bring To Thee, our Saviour, and our King. 2 Let every sacred temple raise Triumphant songs of holy praise; Let every peaceful, private home A temple, Lord, to Thee become. 3 Still be it our supreme delight to walk as in Thy glorious sight; Still in Thy precepts and Thy fear, Till life's last hour, to persevere. Amen. Topics: National Hymn; Thanksgiving Day Languages: English Tune Title: TRURO