Author: Henry Alfrod Hymnal: Worship in Song #42 (1996) 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 liberal 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: Autumn; Blessing (blessedness); Creation; Harvest; Praise; Seasons; Singing (or Song); Spring; Summer; Thankfulness; Thanksgiving Day Tune Title: ST. GEORGE'S WINDSOR
Come, Ye Thankful People, Come