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At harvest time our eyes behold

Author: Ruth Tracy (1870-1960) Appears in 3 hymnals Topics: Special Occasions Harvest Lyrics: 1 At harvest time our eyes behold Full sheaves of ripened grain, But whence have come these fields of gold To beautify the plain? Ere man could reap the rich supply Which meets a country’s need, Into the ready ground to die There fell the tiny seed. 2 Through storm and rain, ‘neath darkening skies, After the seed is sown, Deep buried in the earth it lies, Abiding yet alone; And men the precious fruits await, Long patience follows toil, Before the harvest rich and great Bursts from the furrowed soil. 3 O in the morning sow thy seed, At eve stay not thy hand; Though tears may fall, and hearts may bleed Obey thy Lord’s command. Part with thy best; unless it die It must abide alone; But God is pledged to multiply Seed for his Kingdom sown.

Our thankful hearts need joyful songs

Author: Richard Slater (1854-1939) Appears in 4 hymnals Topics: Special Occasions Harvest Lyrics: 1 Our thankful hearts need joyful songs To tell thee how all praise belongs By right, dear Lord, to thee. Thy power has worked to meet our wants, Thy love has silenced all complaints, Thy goodness, Lord, we see. 2 The sower’s scattered seed has grown; In rain and snow and sun is shown Thy hand unfailing, strong, Who quickened into life the seed; The harvest is thy work indeed And thine shall be the song. 3 The reaper’s sickle work has found; The gathered fruits from tree and ground With thankfulness we store. Thy truth, O Lord, thy works declare, A Father’s love forbids all fear; We’ll trust and serve thee more. 4 O help us at this harvest time To test ourselves, by help divine, To see what fruit we bear, What promise are we making thee, As ripened souls we wish to be When harvest home draws near.

Praise and thanksgiving

Author: Albert Frederick Bayly Appears in 32 hymnals Topics: Special Occasions Harvest

Seeds now we are sowing, and fruit they must bear

Author: Richard Slater (1854-1939) Appears in 3 hymnals Topics: Special Occasions Harvest Lyrics: 1 Seeds now we are sowing, and fruit they must bear, For blessing or cursing, for joy or despair; Though we may forget them, the things of the past Will work out God’s sentence upon us at last. 2 Seeds now we are sowing, each day that we live, That must to our future its character give; When God sends his reapers, our gladness or woe Will spring from the nature of seeds we now sow. 3 O sinner, remember you’re sowing such seed, By wishing and thinking, by word and by deed, As will in the future bear evil or good, Make tares or ripe wheat for the garner of God.

Bringing in the sheaves, bringing in the sheaves

Author: Knowles Show (1834-78) Appears in 778 hymnals Topics: Special Occasions Harvest First Line: Sowing in the morning, sowing seeds of kindness Lyrics: 1 Sowing in the morning, sowing seeds of kindness, Sowing in the noontide and the dewy eves; Waiting for the harvest and the time of reaping, We shall come rejoicing, bringing in the sheaves. Refrain: Bringing in the sheaves, bringing in the sheaves, We shall come rejoicing, bringing in the sheaves. 2 Sowing in the sunshine, sowing in the shadows, Fearing neither clouds nor winter’s chilling breeze, By and by the harvest and the labour ended, We shall come rejoicing, bringing in the sheaves. 3 Go then, though with weeping, sowing for the Master, Though the lass sustained our spirit often grieves; When our labour’s over, he will bid us welcome; We shall come rejoicing, bringing in the sheaves.

Sown in the darkness or sown in the light

Author: Emily Sullivan Oakey (1829-83) Appears in 139 hymnals Topics: Special Occasions Harvest First Line: Sowing the seed by the dawn-light fair Lyrics: 1 Sowing the seed by the dawn-light fair, Sowing the seed by the noonday glare, Sowing the seed by the fading light, Sowing the seed in the solemn night: O what shall the harvest be? Refrain: Sown in the darkness or sown in the light, Sown in our weakness or sown in our might, Gathered in time or eternity, Sure, ah! sure, will the harvest be. 2 Sowing the seed by the wayside high, Sowing the seed on the rocks to die, Sowing the seed where the thorns will spoil, Sowing the seed in the fertile soil: O what shall the harvest be? 3 Sowing the seed with an aching heart, Sowing the seed while the tear-drops start, Sowing in hope, till the reapers come, Gladly to gather the harvest home: O what shall the harvest be?

And soon the reaping time will come

Author: Joseph Hinchsliffe (1760-1807) Appears in 58 hymnals Topics: Special Occasions Harvest First Line: This is the field, the world below Lyrics: 1 This is the field, the world below, In which the sower came to sow; Jesus, the wheat; Satan, the tares; For so the word of God declares. Refrain: And soon the reaping time will come, And angels shout the harvest home. 2 Most aweful truth, and is it so? Must all the world the harvest know? Must all before the judge appear? Then for the harvest, O prepare! 3 To love my sins, a saint appear, To grow with wheat and be a tare, May serve me while on earth below, Where tares and wheat together grow. 4 But all who are from sin set free, Their Father’s Kingdom soon shall see, Shine like the sun for ever there; He that hath ears, then let him hear.

To thee, O Lord, our hearts we raise

Author: William Chatterton Dix (1837-98) Appears in 112 hymnals Topics: Special Occasions Harvest Lyrics: 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 thanksgiving day, Thy bounteous hand confessing, Upon thine altar, Lord, we lay The first-fruits of thy blessing. By thee the souls of men are 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, at last, our labours o’er, No task for thee neglected, Stand in thy sight for evermore, Our offerings accepted. 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.

We praise thee, Lord, with heart and voice

Author: William James Pearson (1832-92) Appears in 5 hymnals Topics: Special Occasions Harvest Lyrics: 1 We praise thee, Lord, with heart and voice, While with first-fruits we come; We bring thank offerings and rejoice, And shout the harvest home. 2 For crops made ripe by golden fire, For all thy power has done, We’ll lift thy praises higher and higher, And shout the harvest home. 3 Rich fruits of holiness we see Where men in grace have grown; Salvation reapers we will be, And shout the harvest home. 4 Seed sown with tears thy life receives, Making thy goodness known; Reapers return with golden sheaves, And shout the harvest home.

Heavenly Father, thou hast brought us

Author: Hester Periam Hawkins (1846-1928) Appears in 9 hymnals Topics: Special occasions Corps anniversaries Lyrics: 1 Heavenly Father, thou hast brought us Safely to the present day, Gently leading on our footsteps, Watching o’er us all the way. Friend and guide through life’s long journey, Grateful hearts to thee we bring; But for love so true and changeless How shall we fit praises sing? 2 Mercies new and never-failing Brightly shine through all the past, Watchful care and loving kindness, Always near from first to last, Tender love, divine protection Ever with us day and night; Blessings more than we can number Strew the path with golden light. 3 Shadows deep have crossed our pathway; We have trembled in the storm; Clouds have gathered round so darkly That we could not see thy form; Yet thy love hath never left us In our griefs alone to be, And the help each gave the other Was the strength that came from thee. 4 Many that we loved have left us, Reaching first their journey’s end; Now they wait to give us welcome, Brother, sister, child and friend. When at last our journey’s over, And we pass away from sight, Father, take us through the darkness Into everlasting light.