Text: | To Thee, O Lord, our hearts we raise |
Author: | William Chatterton Dix |
Tune: | BISHOPGARTH |
Composer: | Arthur S. Sullivan |
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 Oh, 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.
Text Information | |
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First Line: | To Thee, O Lord, our hearts we raise |
Author: | William Chatterton Dix (1864) |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1917 |
Topic: | Times and Seasons: Harvest |
Notes: | Public Domain. |
Tune Information | |
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Name: | BISHOPGARTH |
Composer: | Arthur S. Sullivan (1897) |
Meter: | 8 7, 8 7. D. Iambic |
Key: | F Major |
Notes: | Public Domain. |