Come, Ye Thankful People

by Henry Alford and George J. Elvey

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    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 world is God’s own field,

    Fruit unto His praise to yield;

    Wheat and tares together sown,

    Unto joy or sorrow grown;

    First the blade, and then the ear,

    Then the full corn shall appear;

    Lord of harvest, grant that we

    Wholesome grain and pure may be.

    Music, Come, Ye Thankful People