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Come, ye thankful people, come

Author: Henry Alford Hymnal: Magnify the Lord #203 (2019) Meter: 7.7.7.7 D Topics: Thanksgiving Day Collect Languages: English Tune Title: ST. GEORGE'S WINDSOR

O My Soul, Bless Thou Jehovah

Hymnal: Psalter Hymnal (Red) #212 (1934) Meter: 8.7.8.7 D Topics: Thanksgiving Day Lyrics: 1 O my soul, bless thou Jehovah, All within me, bless His Name; Bless Jehovah and forget not All His mercies to proclaim. He forgives all thy transgressions, Heals thy sicknesses and pains; He redeems thee from destruction, And His love thy life sustains. 2 He with tender mercies crowns thee, Satisfies thy full request, So that, like the tireless eagle, Thou with youth renewed art blessed. Righteous is the Lord in judgment Unto all that are oppressed; To His people He has ever Made His goodness manifest. 3 Yea, the Lord is full of mercy And compassion for distress, Slow to anger and abundant In His grace and tenderness. He will be not be angry alway, Nor will He forever chide; Though we oft have sinned against Him, Still His love and grace abide. 4 As the heavens are high above us, Great His love to us has proved; Far as east from west is distant, He has all our sins removed. As a father loves his children, Feeling pity for their woes, So the Lord to those who fear Him Mercy and compassion shows. Scripture: Psalm 103 Languages: English Tune Title: AUTUMN

O Come, My Soul, Bless Thou the Lord

Hymnal: Psalter Hymnal (Red) #215 (1934) Meter: 11.10.11.10 with refrain Topics: Thanksgiving Day First Line: O come, my soul, bless thou the Lord thy Maker Refrain First Line: Bless Him, ye angels, wondrous in might Lyrics: 1 O come, my soul, bless thou the Lord thy Maker, And all within me bless His holy Name; Bless thou the Lord, forget not all His mercies, His pardoning grace and saving love proclaim. Refrain: Bless Him, ye angels, wondrous in might, Bless Him, His servants that in His will delight. 2 Good is the Lord and full of kind compassion, Most slow to anger, plenteous in love; Rich is His grace to all that humbly seek Him, Boundless and endless as the heavens above. [Refrain] 3 His love is like a father's to his children, Tender and kind to all who fear His Name; For well He knows our weakness and our frailty, He knows that we are dust, He knows our frame. [Refrain] 4 We fade and die like flowers that grow in beauty, Like tender grass that soon will disappear; But evermore the love of God is changeless, Still shown to those who look to Him in fear. [Refrain] 5 High in the heavens His throne is fixed forever, His kingdom rules o'er all from pole to pole; Bless ye the Lord through all His wide dominion, Bless His most holy Name, O thou my soul. [Refrain] Scripture: Psalm 103 Languages: English Tune Title: TIDINGS (TUNBRIDGE)

Jeg vil mig Herren love

Author: H. Thomissøn Hymnal: Salmebog for Lutherske Kristne i Amerika #265 (1919) Topics: Thanksgiving Day Lyrics: 1 Jeg vil mig Herren love, Som mine Synder bar, Af Tro og al Formue Til ham mit Hjerte staar; Hans Navn vil jeg der skrive, Og bære til min Død, Han kan min Sorg fordrive, Og skille mig fra al Nød. 2 Gud, giv mig det at lære, Som selv jeg ikke kan! Dig bør ske Tak og Ære Af Kvinde og af Mand; Gud, giv mig det i Sinde, At love Herren god, Om jeg er ude, inde, Han lædsker mit Angers-Mod. 3 Han ligner Solen klare Vidt over Verden bold, Som skinner aabenbare, Jeg gi'r mig ham i Vold. Han kan vel Sorgen slukke, Det fundet er med mig, Min Tjenest' vil jeg række Af Hjertet, o Jesus, dig. 4 De Engles Himmel-Skare Dig tjene ganske nær, Dig Bud de tage Vare, Og gjør, hvad dig er kjært. Gud satte os til Vaade, Dig ved sin høire Haand, Bad dig saa styre, raade, Dit Rige i alle Land. 5 Naar jeg mon mod dig bryde Med Tanke, Id og Ord, Lad mig den Værdskyld nyde, Du haver Fyldest gjort. Jeg beder for din' Vunder, Du vorde mig ei vred! Jeg synder alle Stunder, Min Synd mig nu gjøres led. 6 I Synden mig undfanged Min Moder, det er vist, Jeg har i Synden ganget, Det veed du, Herre Krist! Du mine Brøst forlade, Som Magten har fuldt vel, Jeg er nu stedt i Vaade Alt baade til Liv og Sjæl! 7 Nu flyr jeg til din Naade, Og gi'r mig i din Haand, Du over mig maa raade Til baade Liv og Aand! Den Stund, jeg er i Live, Jeg trøster paa din Pagt, Hos dit Ord vil jeg blive, Til dig stander al min Agt. 8 Saa længe, jeg skal være Paa denne Verdens Ø, Af dig vil jeg begjære, Min Synd den maatte dø! Det sker alt for din Pine, Og ved din Helligaand, Naar han med Gaver sine Fornyer mit Sind og Aand. 9 O Jesus, Morgenstjerne, Du Hjertens Balsam skjøn! Dig takker jeg saa gjerne, Velsignede Guds Søn! Du Sjæl og Aand gjør rene, Naar jeg for Dommen staar, Som Guld og ædle Stene, Og Kroppen som Solen klar! 10 O Jesus, Livsens Herre, Du høre, hvad jeg bad, Du vilde hos mig være, Saa bli'r mit Hjerte glad! Og giv mig Naader dine, Naar jeg bortsove skal, Frels mig fra Helveds Pine, Før mig til Himmerigs Sal! Languages: Norwegian

All People That on Earth Do Dwell

Author: William Kethe Hymnal: The Worshipbook #288 (1972) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Civil Year Thanksgiving Day Lyrics: 1 All people that on earth do dwell, Sing to the Lord with cheerful voice; Him serve with mirth, His praise forth tell, Come ye before him and rejoice. 2 Know that the Lord is God indeed; Without our aid he did us make; We are his folk, he doth us feed, And for his sheep he doth us take. 3 O enter then his gates with praise, Approach with joy his courts unto; Praise, laud, and bless his name always, For it is seemly so to do. 4 For why? the Lord our God is good, His mercy is forever sure; His truth at all times firmly stood, And shall from age to age endure. Amen. Scripture: Psalm 100 Tune Title: OLD HUNDREDTH (altered rhythm)

Bring, O Past, Your Honor

Author: Charles H. Lyttle, 1884-1980 Hymnal: Singing the Living Tradition #290 (1993) Meter: 12.13.12.10 Topics: Thanksgiving Day First Line: Bring, O Past, your honor; bring, O Time, your harvest Lyrics: 1 Bring, O Past, your honor; bring, O Time, your harvest, golden sheaves of hallowed lives and minds by Truth made free; come, you faithful spirits, builders of this temple: “To Holiness, to Love, and Liberty.” 2 Ring, in glad thanksgiving, bell of grief and gladness, forth to town and prairie let our festal greeting go. Voices long departed in your tones re-echo: “Praise to the Highest, Peace to all below.” 3 Shrine of frontier courage, Sinai of its vision, home and hearth of common quest for life’s immortal good, stand, in years oncoming, sentinel of conscience, as through the past your stalwart walls have stood. 4 Church of pure reformers, pioneers undaunted, company of comrades sworn to keep the spirit free; long o’er life’s swift river preach th’eternal gospel: faith, hope, and love for all humanity. Languages: English Tune Title: NICAEA

Min Sjæl for Herren kvæder

Author: Landstad Hymnal: Salmebog for Lutherske Kristne i Amerika #299 (1919) Topics: Thanksgiving Day Lyrics: 1 Min Sjæl for Herren kvæder, Min Aand i Gud sig glæder, I Gud, min Frelsermand, Thi han har havt i Minde Sin ringe Tjenerinde I hendes stille Sørgestand. 2 Herefter skal mig alle Den Lykkelige kalde, Min Sorg er svunden bort, For store Ting i Naade Han gjorde mig til Vaade, Som mægtig er, hvis Navn er stort. 3 Hans Miskund evig bliver Mod dem, sin Tro ham giver, Fra Slægt til Slægt hans Pagt; Dem, som i Hjertets Tanker Paa Hovmods Høide vanker, Han adspredt har med vældig Magt. 4 Gud haver ladet merke, Han støder ned de Stærke, Men sætter Svage høit; De Hungrige han haver Opfyldt med gode Gaver, Og gjort dem glad og vel fornøid. 5 Men de, sig tykkes rige, Tomhændet maatte vige; Sin Tjener Israel, Som paa det Ord har vovet, Som Abraham var lovet, Han hjalp og gjorde evig sæl! 6 Gud hid sit Øie vende, Og os sin Hilsen sende Med Naade, Liv og Fred! Gud give os at gange Med glade Takkesange For ham i Tid og Evighed! Languages: Norwegian

Praise Ye the Lord, for it is Good

Hymnal: Psalter Hymnal (Red) #319 (1934) Meter: 8.6.8.6 D Topics: Thanksgiving Day Lyrics: 1 Praise ye the Lord, for it is good To sing unto our God; 'Tis right and pleasant for His saints To tell His praise abroad. The Lord our God builds up His Church, He seeks her wandering sons; He binds their wounds and gently leads The brokenhearted ones. 2 Our Lord is great, He calls by name And counts the stars of night; His wisdom is unsearchable, And wondrous is His might. The Lord upholds the poor and meek, He brings the wicked low; Sing praise to Him and give Him thanks And all His goodness show. 3 No human might, no earthly pride Delights the Lord above; In those who fear Him He delights, In those that trust His love. O Zion, praise the Lord thy God, His wondrous love confess; He is thy glory and thy strength, He will thy children bless. Scripture: Psalm 147 Languages: English Tune Title: MINERVA

O Sing Ye Hallelujah

Hymnal: Psalter Hymnal (Red) #320 (1934) Meter: 7.6.7.6 D Topics: Thanksgiving Day First Line: O sing ye Hallelujah! Lyrics: 1 O sing ye Hallelujah! ’Tis good our God to praise; ’Tis pleasant and becoming To Him our songs to raise; He builds the walls of Zion, He seeks her wandering sons, He binds their wounds and comforts the brokenhearted ones. 2 The starry hosts He numbers, He calls them all by name; His greatness and His wisdom His wondrous works proclaim; The meek He lifts to honor, He humbles sinful pride. Give thanks to Him and utter His praises far and wide. 3 The heavens with clouds He covers, He sends the cheering rain; The slopes of all the mountains He fills with grass and grain; To beast and bird His goodness their daily food supplies; He cares for all His creatures, Attentive to their cries. 4 No human power delights Him, No earthly pomp or pride; He loves the meek who fear Him and in His love confide; Then praise thy God, O Zion, His gracious aid confess; He gives thee peace and plenty, His gifts thy children bless. 5 He sends His swift commandment, And snow and ice enfold The world, and none are able To stand before His cold. Again He gives commandment; The winds of summer blow, The snow and ice are melted, Again the waters flow. 6 His statutes and His judgments He makes His people know; To them as to no others His grace He loves to show; For matchless grace and mercy Your grateful praises bring; To Him give thanks forever, And Hallelujah sing. Scripture: Psalm 147 Languages: English Tune Title: HARTFORD

We Praise Thee, O God

Author: A. Valerius; Julia Bulkley Cady Hymnal: Psalter Hymnal (Red) #328 (1934) Meter: 12.11.12.11 Topics: Thanksgiving Day First Line: We praise Thee, O God, our Redeemer, Creator Lyrics: 1 We praise Thee, O God, our Redeemer, Creator, In grateful devotion our tribute we bring; We lay it before Thee, we kneel and adore Thee, We bless Thy holy Name, glad praises we sing. 2 We worship Thee, God of our fathers, we bless Thee; Through life’s storm and tempest our Guide hast Thou been; When perils overtake us, escape Thou wilt make us, And with Thy help, O Lord, our battles we win. 3 With voices united our praises we offer, To Thee, great Jehovah, glad anthems we raise; Thy strong arm will guide us, our God is beside us, To Thee, our great Redeemer, fore'er be praise. Languages: English Tune Title: VALERIUS (KREMSER)