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Praise him, praise him

Author: Frances Jane van Alstyne (Fanny J. Crosby), 1820-1915 Hymnal: Complete Anglican Hymns Old and New #562 (2000) Meter: 12.10.12.10.11.10.12.10 Topics: Year A Dedication Festival First Line: Praise him, praise him! Jesus, our blesséd Redeemer Lyrics: 1 Praise him, praise him! Jesus, our blessèd Redeemer! Sing, O earth, his wonderful love proclaim! Hail him, hail him! highest archangels in glory, strength and honour give to his holy name! Like a shepherd, Jesus will guard his children, in his arms he carries them all day long. Praise him, praise him! tell of his excellent greatness; Praise him, praise him ever in joyful song! 2 Praise him, praise him! Jesus, our blessèd Redeemer! For our sins he suffered, and bled, and died! He - our rock, our hope of eternal salvation, Hail him, hail him! Jesus the crucified! Sound his praises - Jesus who bore our sorrows, love unbounded, wonderful, deep and strong: Praise him, praise him! tell of his excellent greatness; Praise him, praise him ever in joyful song! 3 Praise him, praise him! Jesus, our blessèd Redeemer! Heav'nly portals loud with hosannas ring! Jesus, Saviour, reigneth for ever and ever; crown him, crown him! Prophet, and Priest, and King! Christ is coming, over the world victorious, pow'r and glory unto the Lord belong. Praise him, praise him! tell of his excellent greatness; Praise him, praise him ever in joyful song! Scripture: 1 Corinthians 10:4 Languages: English Tune Title: PRAISE HIM

Praise, O praise our God and King

Author: Henry Williams Baker, 1821-1877 Hymnal: Complete Anglican Hymns Old and New #566 (2000) Meter: 7.7.7.7 Topics: Harvest Festival Lyrics: 1 Praise, O praise our God and King; hymns of adoration sing: Refrain: for his mercies still endure ever faithful, ever sure. 2 Praise him that he made the sun day by day his course to run: [Refrain] 3 And the silver moon by night, shining with her gentle light: [Refrain] 4 Praise him that he gave the rain to mature the swelling grain: [Refrain] 5 And hath bid the fruitful field crops of precious increase yield: [Refrain] 6 Praise him for our harvest-store; he hath filled the garner-floor: [Refrain] 7 And for richer food than this, pledge of everlasting bliss: [Refrain] 8 Glory to our bounteous King; glory let creation sing: glory to the Father, Son and blest Spirit, Three in One. Scripture: Psalm 100:5 Languages: English Tune Title: MONKLAND

We Plow the Fields, and Scatter

Author: Matthias Claudius Hymnal: The Hymnal and Order of Service #569 (1926) Meter: 7.6.7.6 D Topics: A Day of Thanksgiving or a Harvest Festival Refrain First Line: All good gifts around us Lyrics: 1 We plow the fields, and scatter The good seed on the land, But it is fed and watered By God's almighty hand; Ht sends the snow in winter, The warmth to swell the grain, The breezes and the sunshine, And soft, refreshing rain. 2 He only is the Maker Of all things near and far; He paints the wayside flower, He lights the evening star; The winds and waves obey Him, By Him the birds are fed; Much more to us, His children, He gives our daily bread. 3 We thank Thee, then, O Father, For all things bright and good, The seedtime and the harvest, Our life, our health, our food; No gifts have we to offer For all Thy love imparts, But that which Thou desirest, Our humble, thankful hearts. Amen. Languages: English Tune Title: MARIA

To Thee, O Lord, Our Hearts We Raise

Author: William Chatterton Dix Hymnal: The Hymnal and Order of Service #570 (1926) Meter: 8.7.8.7 D Topics: A Day of Thanksgiving or a Harvest Festival 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 our festal 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 daily bread, Give us the Bread eternal. 3 We bear the burden of the day, And often toil seems dreary; But labor ends with sunset ray, And rest is 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 fair and broad, Where flows the crystal river: The strains of all its holy throng With ours to-day are blending; Thrice blessèd is that harvest-song Which never hath an ending. Amen. Languages: English Tune Title: GOLDEN SHEAVES

Sing to the Lord of Harvest

Author: John Samuel Bewley Monsell Hymnal: The Hymnal and Order of Service #571 (1926) Meter: 7.6.7.6 D Topics: A Day of Thanksgiving or a Harvest Festival Lyrics: 1 Sing to the Lord of harvest, Sing songs of love and praise; With joyful hearts and voices Your alleluias raise: By Him the rolling seasons In fruitful order move; Sing to the Lord of harvest A song of happy love. 2 By Him the clouds drop fatness, The deserts bloom and spring, The hills leap up in gladness, The valleys laugh and sing: He filleth with His fulness All things with large increase, He crowns the year with goodness, With plenty, and with peace. 3 Heap on His sacred altar The gifts His goodness gave, The golden sheaves of harvest, The souls He died to save: Your hearts lay down before Him, When at His feet ye fall, And with your lives adore Him, Who gave His life for all. Amen. Languages: English Tune Title: GREENLAND

Praise to God, Immortal Praise

Author: Anna Lætitia (Aikin) Barbauld Hymnal: The Hymnal and Order of Service #572 (1926) Meter: 7.7.7.7 Topics: A Day of Thanksgiving or a Harvest Festival Lyrics: 1 Praise to God, immortal praise, For the love that crowns our days! Bounteous Source of ev'ry joy, Let Thy praise our tongues employ! 2 For the blessings of the field, For the stores the gardens yield; Flocks that whiten all the plain; Yellow sheaves of ripened grain: 3 All that spring, with bounteous hand, Scatters o’er the smiling land; All that autumn freely pours From her overflowing stores: 4 These to Thee, my God, we owe, Source whence all our blessings flow. And for these my souls shall raise Grateful vows and solemn praise. Amen. Languages: English Tune Title: MERCY

O Lord of Heaven and Earth and Sea

Author: Christopher Wordsworth Hymnal: The Hymnal and Order of Service #573 (1926) Meter: 8.8.8.4 Topics: A Day of Thanksgiving or a Harvest Festival First Line: O Lord of heav'n and earth and sea Lyrics: 1 O Lord of heav'n and earth and sea, To thee all praise and glory be, How shall we show our love to Thee Who givest all? 2 The golden sunshine, vernal air, Sweet flow'rs and fruits Thy love declare; When harvests ripen, Thou art there Who givest all. 3 For peaceful homes and healthful days, For all the blessings earth displays, We owe Thee thankfulness and praise Who givest all. 4 Thou didst not spare Thine only Son, But gav’st Him for a world undone, And freely with that Blessèd One, Thou givest all. 5 For souls redeemed, for sins forgiven, For means of grace and hopes of heaven, Father, all praise to Thee be given Who givest all? 6 To Thee, from Whom we all derive Our life, our gifts, our power to give; O may we ever with Thee live Who givest all. Amen. Languages: English Tune Title: ALMSGIVING

Come, Ye Thankful People, Come

Author: Henry Alford Hymnal: The Hymnal and Order of Service #574 (1926) Meter: 7.7.7.7 D Topics: A Day of Thanksgiving or a Harvest Festival 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: 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! Amen. Scripture: Matthew 13:25-26 Languages: English Tune Title: ST. GEORGE'S, WINDSOR

A mighty stronghold is our God

Hymnal: Book of Worship (Rev. ed.) #602 (1870) Meter: Irregular Topics: Reformation Festival Lyrics: 1 A mighty stronghold is our God, A sure defence and weapon; He helps us free from every need Which hath us now o'ertaken. The old angry foe Now means us deadly woe; Deep guile and great might Are his dread arms in fight,-- On earth is not his equal. 2 In our own strength can naught be done-- Our loss were soon effected; There fights for us the Proper One, By God himself elected. Ask you who frees us? It is Christ Jesus-- The Lord Sabaoth, There is no other God; He'll hold the field of battle. 3 And were the world with devils filled, All waiting to devour us; We'll still succeed, so God hath willed,-- They cannot overpower us: The Prince of this world To hell shall be hurled; He seeks to alarm, But shall do us no harm; The smallest Word can fell him. 4 The Word they still must let remain, And for that have no merit; For he is with us on the plain, By his good gifts and Spirit: Destroy they our life, Goods, fame, child and wife? Let all pass amain, They still no conquest gain, For ours is still the kingdom. Languages: English

How lovely is your dwelling-place

Hymnal: Ancient and Modern #662 (2013) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Dedication Festival Lyrics: 1 How lovely is your dwelling-place, O Lord of hosts, to me; my thirsting soul longs eagerly within your courts to be. 2 Beside your altars, Lord of all, the swallows find a nest; happy are those who dwell with you and praise you without rest; 3 And happy those whose hearts are set upon the pilgrim ways: you are the water when they thirst, their guide towards your face. 4 How blest are they that in your house for ever give you praise: one day with you is better spent than thousands in dark ways. 5 The Lord will hold back no good thing from those who justly live; to all who trust, the Lord of hosts will all his blessings give. Scripture: Psalm 84 Languages: English Tune Title: HARINGTON