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Monday, November 14, 2011

postheadericon Harvest Song


We sang this song in church this past Sunday.  I loved the words that bring together this time of harvest with the larger vision of God as Farmer who brings in the harvest, and we as those planted by God, cared for by God, and graciously brought by God into God's "garner."  This is certainly a season of Thanksgiving for the harvest and for all of the gifts which God has given to us.  In such a season we also remember the purpose of God's gifts:  to bring us to fullness of life as we share those gifts with each other.

Come, Ye Thankful People, Come,
Words: Henry Alford, Psalms and Hymns, 1844.

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.

All the world is God’s own field, fruit unto God’s 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.

For the Lord our God shall come, and shall take God’s harvest home;
From God’s field shall in that day all offenses purge away,
Giving angels charge at last in the fire the tares to cast;
But the fruitful ears to store in God’s garner evermore.

Even so, Lord, quickly come, bring Thy final harvest home;
Gather Thou Thy people in, free from sorrow, free from sin,
There, forever purified, in Thy garner to abide;
Come, with all Thine angels come, raise the glorious harvest home.

1 comments:

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this song is really a great gift!