Saturday, November 17, 2012

TSMSS - Come, Ye Thankful People, Come!

This is one of my favorite Thanksgiving hymns. I wish my church still sang it. It tells the whole story of the harvest and Thanksgiving, yet parallels it with God's harvest.


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.

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.

For the Lord our God shall come,
And shall take His harvest home;
From His field shall in that day
All offenses purge away,
Giving angels charge at last
In the fire the tares to cast;
But the fruitful ears to store
In His garner evermore.

Even so, Lord, quickly come,
ring Thy final harvest home;
Gather Thou Thy people in,
Free from sorrow, free from sin,
There, forever purified,
In Thy garner to abide;
Come, with all Thine angels come,
Raise the glorious harvest home.

WORDS: Henry Alford, 1844
MUSIC: George J Elvey, 1858

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Mary Ann said...

I love this old hymn... we do sing it occaisionally at our church, and I hope we do so this week... with the drought this year we all need to be reminded.

Cathy said...

I love that hymn. Thanks for sharing it. Happy Thanksgiving.

John said...

This is really worth reading, it has too much details in it and yet it is so simple to understand, Thanks for sharing

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