493. Lord Of The Harvest, Thee We Hail

1 Lord of the harvest, Thee we hail!
Thine ancient promise doth not fail;
The varying seasons haste their round,
With goodness all our years are crowned;
Our thanks we pay
This festal day;
O let our hearts in tune be found.

2 Lord of harvest! All is Thine:
The rains that fall, the suns that shine,
The seed once hidden in the ground,
The skill that makes our fruits abound;
New ev'ry year
Thy gifts appear;
New praises from our lips shall sound.

3 Immortal honor, endless fame,
Attend th'Almighty Father's name;
Like honor to th'Incarnate Son,
Who for lost man redemption won;
And equal praise
We thankful raise
To Thee, blest Spirit, with them One.

Amen.

Text Information
First Line: Lord of the harvest, Thee we hail!
Title: Lord Of The Harvest, Thee We Hail
Author: John Hampden Gurney (1838)
Meter: 8 8 8 8 4 4 8
Language: English
Publication Date: 1930
Topic: Harvest and Thanksgiving
Tune Information
Name: CREATION
Composer: Francis Joseph Haydn (1798)
Meter: 8 8 8 8 4 4 8
Key: A Major



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