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Come, Ye Thankful People

Author: Henry Alford Hymnal: Voices Together #123 (2020) Meter: 7.7.7.7 D First Line: Come, ye thankful people, come! Lyrics: 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 need 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 God’s 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. God of harvest, grant that we wholesome grain and pure may be. 3 For our God again shall come, and shall take the harvest home, from the field shall in that day all offenses cast away, giving angels charge at last in the fire the tares to cast, but the fruitful ears to store in God’s garner evermore. 4 Then, O church triumphant, come. Raise the song of harvest home. All are safely gathered in, free from sorrow, free from sin; there forever purified in God’s presence to abide. Come, ten thousand angels, come! Raise the song of harvest home. Topics: Harvest; Rural Life; Harvest; Jesus Christ Second Coming of; Mission; Reign of Christ; Rural Life Scripture: Matthew 13:24-30 Tune Title: ST GEORGE’S WINDSOR

Saviour, when in dust to thee

Author: Robert Grant, 1779-1838 Hymnal: CPWI Hymnal #123 (2010) Meter: 7.7.7.7 D Lyrics: 1 Saviour, when in dust to thee low we bow the adoring knee; when, repentant, to the skies scarce we lift our weeping eyes, oh, by all thy pains and woe suffered once for man below, bending from thy throne on high, hear our solemn litany 2 By thy helpless infant years, by thy life of want and tears, by thy days of sore distress in the savage wilderness; by the dread mysterious hour of the mighty tempter's power; turn, O turn a favouring eye; hear our solemn litany. 3 By the sacred grief that wept o'er the grave where Lazarus slept; by the boding tears that flowed over Salem's loved abode; by the mournful word that told treachery lurked within thy fold; from thy seat above the sky hear our solemn litany. 4 By thine hour of whelming fear; by thine agony of prayer; by the cross, the nail, the thorn, piercing spear, and torturing scorn; by the gloom that veiled the skies o'er the dreadful sacrifice; listen to our humble cry; hear our solemn litany. 5 By thy deep expiring groan; by the sealed sepulchral stone; by the vault, whose dark abode held in vain the rising God: oh, from earth to heaven restored, mighty, re-ascended Lord, listen, listen to the cry, of our solemn litany. Topics: Hymns for the Church Year Lent Languages: English Tune Title: ABERYSTWYTH

Savior, When in Dust to You

Author: Robert Grant, 1779-1838 Hymnal: Christian Worship (1993) #124 (1993) Meter: 7.7.7.7 D Lyrics: 1 Savior, when in dust to you Low we bow in homage due, When, repentant, to the skies Scarce we lift our weeping eyes; Oh, by all your pains and woe Suffered once for us below, Bending from your throne on high, Hear our penitential cry! 2 By your helpless infant years, By your life of want and tears, By your days of deep distress In the savage wilderness, By the dread, mysterious hour Of th' insulting tempter's pow'r, Turn, oh, turn a fav'ring eye, Hear our penitential cry! 3 By your hour of dire despair, By your agony of prayer, By the cross, the nail, the thorn, Piercing spear, and torturing scorn, By the gloom that veiled the skies O'er the dreadful sacrifice, Listen to our humble sigh, Hear our penitential cry! 4 By your deep expiring groan, By the sad sepulchral stone, By the vault whose dark abode Held in vain the rising God, Oh, from earth to heav'n restored, Mighty, reascended Lord, Bending from your throne on high, Hear our penitential cry! Topics: Lent; Lent Languages: English Tune Title: SPANISH CHANT

At the Lamb’s high feast we sing

Hymnal: Church Hymnal, Fourth Edition #127 (1960) Meter: 7.7.7.7 D Languages: English

At the Lamb’s high feast we sing

Hymnal: Hymns Ancient and Modern (Standard ed.) #127 (1924) Meter: 7.7.7.7 D Languages: English

At the Lamb’s high feast we sing

Hymnal: Church Hymns with Tunes #128 (1874) Meter: 7.7.7.7 D Languages: English

Come, Ye Thankful People, Come

Author: Henry Alford, 1810-1871 Hymnal: Community of Christ Sings #128 (2013) Meter: 7.7.7.7 D Lyrics: 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 blessings of the field, all the stores the gardens yield, all the fruits in full supply, ripened 'neath the summer sky, all that spring with bounteous hand scatters o'er the smiling land, all that lib'ral autumn pours from her rich o'erflowing stores— 3 These to thee, our God, we owe, source whence all our blessings flow, and for these our souls shall raise grateful vows and solemn praise. Come, then thankful people, come, raise the song of harvest home; come to God's own temple, come, raise the song of harvest home. Topics: Abundance; God Sustainer; God's Generosity; Invitation; Praise; Temple; Thanksgiving Scripture: James 1:17 Languages: English Tune Title: ST. GEORGE'S WINDSOR

Jesu, lover of my soul

Author: Charles Wesley (1707-1788) Hymnal: Ancient and Modern #128a (2013) Meter: 7.7.7.7 D Lyrics: 1 Jesu, lover of my soul, let me to thy bosom fly, while the nearer waters roll, while the tempest still is high: hide me, O my Saviour, hide, till the storm of life is past; safe into the haven guide, O receive my soul at last. 2 Other refuge have I none, hangs my helpless soul on thee; leave, ah, leave me not alone, still support and comfort me. All my trust on thee is stayed, all my help from thee I bring; cover my defenceless head with the shadow of thy wing. 3 Thou, O Christ, art all I want; more than all in thee I find; raise the fallen, cheer the faint, heal the sick, and lead the blind. Just and holy is thy name, I am all unrighteousness; false and full of sin I am, thou art full of truth and grace. 4 Plenteous grace with thee is found, grace to cover all my sin; let the healing streams abound, make and keep me pure within. Thou of life the fountain art: freely let me take of thee, spring thou up within my heart, rise to all eternity. Topics: Ash Wednesday; Forgiveness; Future hope; God in grace and mercy; God Protection of; Lent; Penitence; Proper 6 Year C; Proper 9 Year A; Sin; The Fourth Sunday before Lent Year B; The Third Sunday of Lent Year A Scripture: Psalm 7:1 Languages: English Tune Title: ABERYSTWYTH

Jesu, lover of my soul

Author: Charles Wesley (1707-1788) Hymnal: Ancient and Modern #128b (2013) Meter: 7.7.7.7 D Lyrics: 1 Jesu, lover of my soul, let me to thy bosom fly, while the nearer waters roll, while the tempest still is high: hide me, O my Saviour, hide, till the storm of life is past; safe into the haven guide, O receive my soul at last. 2 Other refuge have I none, hangs my helpless soul on thee; leave, ah, leave me not alone, still support and comfort me. All my trust on thee is stayed, all my help from thee I bring; cover my defenceless head with the shadow of thy wing. 3 Thou, O Christ, art all I want; more than all in thee I find; raise the fallen, cheer the faint, heal the sick, and lead the blind. Just and holy is thy name, I am all unrighteousness; false and full of sin I am, thou art full of truth and grace. 4 Plenteous grace with thee is found, grace to cover all my sin; let the healing streams abound, make and keep me pure within. Thou of life the fountain art: freely let me take of thee, spring thou up within my heart, rise to all eternity. Topics: Ash Wednesday; Forgiveness; Future hope; God in grace and mercy; God Protection of; Lent; Penitence; Proper 6 Year C; Proper 9 Year A; Sin; The Fourth Sunday before Lent Year B; The Third Sunday of Lent Year A Scripture: Psalm 7:1 Languages: English Tune Title: LITTLE HEATH