The Cyber Hymnal ‎#1025

1025. Come, Ye Thankful People, Come

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,
Giving 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,
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.

Text Information

• First Line: Come, ye thankful people, come
• Title: Come, Ye Thankful People, Come
• Author: Henry Alford (1844)
• Meter: 77.77 D
• Language: English
• Source: Psalms and Hymns, 1844
• Copyright: Public Domain

Tune Information

• Name: ST. GEORGE'S WINDSOR
• Composer: George Job Elvey (1858)
• Meter: 77.77 D
• Incipit: 33531 23335 31233
• Key: F Major
• Copyright: Public Domain