Total Praise ‎#192

192. 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-
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.

Text Information

• First Line: Come, ye thankful people, come
• Title: Come, Ye Thankful People, Come
• Author: Henry Alford, 1810-1871
• Meter: 77 77 D
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 2011
• Scripture:
  Psalm 100:4
• Topic: Advent: Second; Freedom; Gratitude; Jesus Christ: His Glory and Power; Planting and Harvest; Thanksgiving

Tune Information

• Name: ST. GEORGE'S WINDSOR
• Composer: George J. Elvey
• Meter: 77 77 D
• Key: F Major or modal