1 To praise the ever-bounteous Lord,
My soul, wake all thy powers:
He calls--and at his voice came forth
The smiling harvest hours.
2 His covenant with the earth he keeps:
My tongue, his goodness sing:
Summer and winter know their time,
The harvest crowns the spring.
3 Well please the husbandmen behold
The waving, yellow crop;
With joy they bear the sheaves away,
And sow again in hope.
4 Thus teach me, gracious God, to sow
The seeds of righteousness;
Smile on my soul, and with thy beams
The ripening harvest bless.
Source: The Voice of Praise: a collection of hymns for the use of the Methodist Church #782
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|The Cyber Hymnal #9511||To Praise The Ever Bounteous Lord||To praise the ever bounteous Lord||EVAN||John Needham||CM||<cite>Hymns Devotional and Moral on Various Subjects</cite> (Bristol, England: S. Farley, 1768)|