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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. Source: The Song Book of the Salvation Army #936