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Come, Ye Thankful People, Come
Author: H. Alford Hymnal: Hymnal for Church and Home #64 (1927) Lyrics: 1 Come, ye thankful people, come,
Raise the song of harvest home:
All is safely gather'd 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. Topics: Harvest Languages: English Tune Title: [Come, ye thankful people, come]
Come, Ye Thankful People, Come
Come, Ye Thankful People, Come
Author: Henry Alford; Hugh Hartshorne Hymnal: Children's Hymnal #153 (1957) 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 All the blessings of the field,
All the stores the gardens yield,
All the fruits in full supply,
Ripened 'neath the summer sky,
All that spring with bounteous hand
Scatters o'er the smiling land,
All that liberal autumn pours
From her rich o'erflowing stores.
3 These to thee, our God, we own,
Source whence all our blessings flow,
And for these our souls shall raise
Grateful vows and solemn praise.
Come, then, thankful people, come,
Raise the song of harvest home;
come to God's own temple come,
Raise the song of harvest home. Topics: Songs Suitable for Juniors; God's Gifts; Thankfulness; Thanksgiving; Autumn-Harvest; Autumn-Harvest Languages: English Tune Title: [Come, ye thankful people, come]
Come, Ye Thankful People, Come
Come, ye thankful people, come
Author: Dean Alford Hymnal: The Hymnal, Revised and Enlarged, as adopted by the General Convention of the Protestant Episcopal Church in the United States of America in the year of our Lord 1892 #193 (1894) 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 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:
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 offences 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. Languages: English Tune Title: [Come, ye thankful people, come]
Come, ye thankful people, come
Come, Ye Thankful People, Come
Author: Henry Alford Hymnal: Favorite Hymns of Praise #509 (1967) 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 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:
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 offences 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.
Topics: Christ Resurrection; Christ Resurrection; Christ Return; Second Coming Languages: English Tune Title: [Come, ye thankful people, come]
Come, Ye Thankful People, Come
Come, Ye Thankful People, Come
Author: Henry Alford Hymnal: Hymns of Faith #543 (1980) 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 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:
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 offences 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.
Topics: Christ Return; Christ Return; Second Coming Scripture: Matthew 13:39 Languages: English Tune Title: [Come, ye thankful people, come]
Come, Ye Thankful People, Come
Come, Ye Thankful People, Come
Author: Henry Alford Hymnal: Sing Joyfully #588 (1989) 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 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:
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 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.
Topics: Heaven; Judgment Languages: English Tune Title: [Come, ye thankful people, come]
Come, Ye Thankful People, Come
Come, Ye Thankful People
Author: Henry Alford Hymnal: Reformed Press Hymnal #293 (1934) First Line: Come, ye thankful people, come 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 Make,r 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 offences 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. Languages: English Tune Title: [Come, ye thankful people, come]
Come, Ye Thankful People
Come, Ye Thankful People
Author: Henry Alford Hymnal: The Cokesbury Hymnal #12 (1923) First Line: Come, ye thankful people, come Languages: English Tune Title: [Come, ye thankful people, come]
Come, Ye Thankful People
Come, Ye Thankful People
Author: Henry Alford Hymnal: Inspiring Hymns #15 (1951) First Line: Come, ye thankful people, come Languages: English Tune Title: [Come, ye thankful people, come]
Come, Ye Thankful People
Come, Ye Thankful People, Come
Author: Rev. Henry Alford, D.D. Hymnal: Hymns of Praise with Tunes #22 (1884) Languages: English Tune Title: [Come, ye thankful people, come]
Come, Ye Thankful People, Come
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