Common Praise ‎#274

274. To thee, O Lord, our hearts we raise

1 To thee, O Lord, our hearts we raise
in hymns of adoration,
to thee bring sacrifice of praise
with shouts of exultation:
bright robes of gold the fields adorn,
the hills with joy are ringing,
the valleys stand so thick with corn
that even they are singing.

2 And now, on this our festal day,
thy bounteous hand confessing,
upon thine altar, Lord, we lay
the first-fruits of thy blessing:
by thee the hungry soul is fed
with gifts of grace supernal;
thou who dost give us earthly bread,
give us the bread eternal.

3 We bear the burden of the day,
and often toil seems dreary;
but labour ends with sunset ray,
and rest comes for the weary:
may we, the angel-reaping o'er,
stand at the last accepted,
Christ's golden sheaves for evermore
to garners bright elected.

4 O blessèd is that land of God,
where saints abide for ever;
where golden fields spread far and broad,
where flows the crystal river:
the strains of all its holy throng
with ours today are blending;
thrice blessèd is that harvest-song
which never hath an ending.

Text Information

• First Line: To thee, O Lord, our hearts we raise
• Author: William Chatterton Dix, 1837-1898
• Meter: 87 87 D
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 2000
• Scripture:
  Deuteronomy 26:1-11
  ;
  Hebrews 13:15
  ;
  Matthew 6:11
  ;
  Matthew 13:36-43
  ;
  Matthew 20:12
  ;
  Psalm 65:9-13
  ;
  Psalm 104:23
  ;
  Revelation 22:1-2

Tune Information

• Name: GOLDEN SHEAVES
• Composer: Arthur Sullivan, 1842-1900
• Meter: 87 87 D
• Key: F Major