615. 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 offences 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 for ever purified,
In thy presence to abide:
Come, with all thine angels, come,
Raise the glorious harvest-home.

Amen.

Text Information
First Line: Come, ye thankful people, come
Author: Henry Alford (1844, text of 1867)
Publication Date: 1961
Meter: 7. 7. 7. 7. D.
Scripture: Matthew 3:12; Matthew 13:39; Mark 4:28-29
Topic: Funerals; Harvest and Thanksgiving; Harvest and Thanksgiving, Spirtual
Language: English
Tune Information
Name: ST. GEORGE'S WINDSOR
Composer: Sir GeorgeJ. Elvey
Meter: 7. 7. 7. 7. D.
Key: G Major or modal



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