1. Now thank we all our God, With heart and hands and voi - ces, 2. Oh, may this bounteous God Through all our life

be near us, 3. All praise and thanks to God The Fa - ther now be giv : en,

ces ;

Who wondrous things hath done, In whom His world re joi
With ev. er · joy - ful hearts And bless - ed peace to cheer us,
The Son and Him who reigns With them in high - est heav - en,

Who from
And keep
The one

our moth-er's arms
us

in His grace,
e ter - nal God,

Hath blessed us on our way

And guide us when per - plexed, Whom heaven and earth a dore,

With countless gifts of love, And still is ours to - day.
And free us from all ills In

this world and the next.
For thus it was, is
now, And shall be

еу er - more.

Amen.

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COME, YE THANKFUL PEOPLE, COME.

"St. George's, Windsor." DEAN HENRY ALFORD, (1810–1871) 1845.

Sir George Job Elvey, (1816–1893) 1858.

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1. Come, ye thank-ful peo - ple, come, Raise the song of Har-vest Home! 2. All the world is God's own field, Fruit un - to His praise to yield ; 3. E · ven so, Lord, quick - ly come To Thy fi · nal Har-vest Home;

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其

All is safe - ly gath - ered in, Wheat and tares to - geth - er sown, Gath - er Thou Thy peo - plein,

Ere the win-ter storms be gin. Un - to joy or sor - row grown: Free from sor-row, free from sin;

God, our Mak - er, doth pro - vide For our wants to be sup-plied :
First the blade, and then the ear, Then the full corn shall ap- pear;
There, for ev er pu - ri - fied, In Thy pres -ence to

bide;

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Come to God's own temple, come; Raise the song of Harvest Home!
Lord of har-vest, grant that we Wholesome grain and pure may be.
Come, with all Thine angels, come, Raise the glorious Harvest Home! A-men.

251

SUMMER SUNS ARE GLOWING.

“Ruth." BP. WILLIAM WALSHAM How, (1823-1897) 1864.

Samuel Smith, (1821–1873) 1865.

Hap
And
For
Life

py light

is flow - ing, Boun • ti . ful and free. His ban ner gleam - eth Ev - ery-where un - furled. Thy lov · ing - kind ness Make us love Thee more. is dark with · out Thee; Death with Thee is bright.

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PRAISE TO GOD, IMMORTAL PRAISE.

“Day-Spring.” 7s. 6 lines. MRS. ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD, (1743—1825 ) 1772.

Prussian Air.

1. Praise to God, im-mor - tal praise, For the love that crowns our days; 2. All the plen · ty sum-mer pours; Au-tumn's rich o'er-flowing stores ;

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Bounteous Source of ery joy, Let Thy praise our tongues employ;
Flocks that whi - ten all the plain; Yel-low sheaves of ri - pened grain;

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