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Bringing in the sheaves, bringing in the sheaves

Author: Knowles Show (1834-78) Hymnal: SBSA1986 #930 (1986) First Line: Sowing in the morning, sowing seeds of kindness Lyrics: 1 Sowing in the morning, sowing seeds of kindness, Sowing in the noontide and the dewy eves; Waiting for the harvest and the time of reaping, We shall come rejoicing, bringing in the sheaves. Refrain: Bringing in the sheaves, bringing in the sheaves, We shall come rejoicing, bringing in the sheaves. 2 Sowing in the sunshine, sowing in the shadows, Fearing neither clouds nor winter’s chilling breeze, By and by the harvest and the labour ended, We shall come rejoicing, bringing in the sheaves. 3 Go then, though with weeping, sowing for the Master, Though the lass sustained our spirit often grieves; When our labour’s over, he will bid us welcome; We shall come rejoicing, bringing in the sheaves. Topics: Special Occasions Harvest Languages: English

Sown in the darkness or sown in the light

Author: Emily Sullivan Oakey (1829-83) Hymnal: SBSA1986 #931 (1986) First Line: Sowing the seed by the dawn-light fair Lyrics: 1 Sowing the seed by the dawn-light fair, Sowing the seed by the noonday glare, Sowing the seed by the fading light, Sowing the seed in the solemn night: O what shall the harvest be? Refrain: Sown in the darkness or sown in the light, Sown in our weakness or sown in our might, Gathered in time or eternity, Sure, ah! sure, will the harvest be. 2 Sowing the seed by the wayside high, Sowing the seed on the rocks to die, Sowing the seed where the thorns will spoil, Sowing the seed in the fertile soil: O what shall the harvest be? 3 Sowing the seed with an aching heart, Sowing the seed while the tear-drops start, Sowing in hope, till the reapers come, Gladly to gather the harvest home: O what shall the harvest be? Topics: Special Occasions Harvest Languages: English

And soon the reaping time will come

Author: Joseph Hinchsliffe (1760-1807) Hymnal: SBSA1986 #932 (1986) First Line: This is the field, the world below Lyrics: 1 This is the field, the world below, In which the sower came to sow; Jesus, the wheat; Satan, the tares; For so the word of God declares. Refrain: And soon the reaping time will come, And angels shout the harvest home. 2 Most aweful truth, and is it so? Must all the world the harvest know? Must all before the judge appear? Then for the harvest, O prepare! 3 To love my sins, a saint appear, To grow with wheat and be a tare, May serve me while on earth below, Where tares and wheat together grow. 4 But all who are from sin set free, Their Father’s Kingdom soon shall see, Shine like the sun for ever there; He that hath ears, then let him hear. Topics: Special Occasions Harvest Languages: English

To thee, O Lord of earth and sky

Author: Thomas C. Marshall (1854-1943) Hymnal: SBSA1986 #933 (1986) Lyrics: 1 To thee, O Lord of earth and sky, With grateful hearts we now draw nigh, For all the fruits thy generous soil Hath yielded in return for toil; We want henceforth our lives to be All fruitful in good work for thee. 2 We thank thee that thou takest heed To all thy creatures’ daily need; That over us, on sea or land, Has daily been thy bounteous hand; We want henceforth our lives to be Filled up with grateful work for thee. 3 While heartfelt thanks to thee ascend, With them new vows for war we blend, Determined in thy strength to go And live for thee ‘gainst every foe; Henceforth each day our lives shall be Filled with both work and war for thee. 4 Make us more earnest souls to save As hourly we approach the grave; So that, if ere this time next year We should before thy throne appear, With joy we may thy glory see Because till death we fought for thee. Topics: Special Occasions Harvest Languages: English

To thee, O Lord, our hearts we raise

Author: William Chatterton Dix (1837-98) Hymnal: SBSA1986 #934 (1986) Lyrics: 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 thanksgiving 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 earthly bread, Give us the bread eternal. 3 We bear the burden of the day, And often toil seems dreary; But labour ends with sunset ray, And rest comes for the weary. May we, at last, our labours o’er, No task for thee neglected, Stand in thy sight for evermore, Our offerings accepted. 4 O blessèd is that land of God Where saints abide for ever, Where golden fields spread far and broad, Where flows the crystal river. The strains of all its holy throng With ours today are blending; Thrice blessèd is that harvest song Which never hath an ending. Topics: Special Occasions Harvest Languages: English

All good gifts around us

Author: Matthias Claudius (1740-1815); Jane Montgomery Campbell (1817-78) Hymnal: SBSA1986 #935 (1986) First Line: We plough the fields, and scatter Lyrics: 1 We plough the fields, and scatter The good seed on the land, But it is fed and watered By God’s almighty hand; He sends the snow in winter, The warmth to swell the grain, The breezes and the sunshine, The soft refreshing rain. Refrain: All good gifts around us Are sent from Heaven above; Then thank the Lord, O thank the Lord For all his love! 2 He only is the maker Of all things near and far; He paints the wayside flower, He lights the evening star; The winds and waves obey him, By him the birds are fed; Much more to us, his children, He gives our daily bread. 3 We thank thee then, O Father, For all things bright and good, The seed time and the harvest, Our life, our health, our food. Accept the gifts we offer For all thy love imparts, And, what thou most desirest, Our humble, thankful hearts. Topics: Special Occasions Harvest Languages: English

We praise thee, Lord, with heart and voice

Author: William James Pearson (1832-92) Hymnal: SBSA1986 #936 (1986) Lyrics: 1 We praise thee, Lord, with heart and voice, While with first-fruits we come; We bring thank offerings and rejoice, And shout the harvest home. 2 For crops made ripe by golden fire, For all thy power has done, We’ll lift thy praises higher and higher, And shout the harvest home. 3 Rich fruits of holiness we see Where men in grace have grown; Salvation reapers we will be, And shout the harvest home. 4 Seed sown with tears thy life receives, Making thy goodness known; Reapers return with golden sheaves, And shout the harvest home. Topics: Special Occasions Harvest Languages: English

For thy mercy and thy grace

Author: Henry Downton (1818-85) Hymnal: SBSA1986 #937 (1986) Lyrics: 1 For thy mercy and thy grace, Faithful through another year, Hear our song of thankfulness; Jesus, our redeemer, hear. 2 Veiled the future; let thy light Guide us, Bright and Morning Star; Fierce our foes and hard the fight, Arm us, Saviour, for the war. 3 In our weakness and distress, Rock of strength, be thou our stay; In the pathless wilderness Be our true and living way, 4 Keep us faithful, keep us pure, Keep us evermore thine own; Help, O help us to endure; Fit us for the promised crown. Topics: Special occasions Corps anniversaries Languages: English

Heavenly Father, thou hast brought us

Author: Hester Periam Hawkins (1846-1928) Hymnal: SBSA1986 #938 (1986) Lyrics: 1 Heavenly Father, thou hast brought us Safely to the present day, Gently leading on our footsteps, Watching o’er us all the way. Friend and guide through life’s long journey, Grateful hearts to thee we bring; But for love so true and changeless How shall we fit praises sing? 2 Mercies new and never-failing Brightly shine through all the past, Watchful care and loving kindness, Always near from first to last, Tender love, divine protection Ever with us day and night; Blessings more than we can number Strew the path with golden light. 3 Shadows deep have crossed our pathway; We have trembled in the storm; Clouds have gathered round so darkly That we could not see thy form; Yet thy love hath never left us In our griefs alone to be, And the help each gave the other Was the strength that came from thee. 4 Many that we loved have left us, Reaching first their journey’s end; Now they wait to give us welcome, Brother, sister, child and friend. When at last our journey’s over, And we pass away from sight, Father, take us through the darkness Into everlasting light. Topics: Special occasions Corps anniversaries Languages: English