1 Once more our harvesting is o'er,
A fresh supply laid up in store;
The Lord was pleas'd to bless our earth,
And fill our souls with joy and mirth.
2 Just such as was our wish and hope;
The Lord preserv'd and blest our crop!
And through the mercies of the Lord,
We had another crop to hoard.
3 God gave the late and early rain,
Therefore we labour'd not in vain;
Had he not sent his blessings down,
In vain our fields would have been sown.
4 By the rich bounties of our God,
We still obtain supply and food;
The air, and heat, and gentle show'rs,
Makes all those blessings to be ours.
5 Such blessings make us truly blest,
While they are by us here possess'd;
O! let us render thanks and praise
To God, for all such acts of grace.Source: Church Hymn Book: consisting of newly composed hymns with the addition of hymns and psalms, from other authors, carefully adapted for the use of public worship, and many other occasions (1st ed.) #CLXVII