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THANKSGIVING


178 Come, Ye Thankful People, Come
(ST. GEORGE'S, WINDSOR. 7,7,7,D.))
Henry Alford, 1844
Anna L. Barbauld, 1772
Altered by Hugh Hartshorns
George J. Elvey, 1858
 
  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'er flowing 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. Amen.

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