Text: | Sing To The Lord Of Harvest |
Author: | J. S. B. Monsell |
1 Sing to the Lord of harvest,
Sing songs of love and praise;
With joyful hearts and voices
Your Hallelujahs raise:
By Him the rolling seasons
In fruitful order move.
Sing to the Lord of harvest
A song of happy love.
2 By Him the clouds drop fatness,
The deserts bloom and spring;
The hills leap up in gladness,
The valleys laugh and sing.
He filleth with His fullness
All things with large increase,
He crowns the year with goodness,
With plenty and with peace.
3 Bring to His sacred altar
The gifts His goodness gave,
The golden sheaves of harvest,
The souls He died to save:
Your hearts lay down before Him,
When at His feet we fall,
And with your lives adore Him,
Who gave His life for all.
4 To God, the gracious Father,
who made us "very good";
To Christ, who, when we wandered,
Restored us with His blood;
And to the Holy Spirit,
Who doth upon us pour
His blessed dews and sunshine,
Be praise for evermore.
Text Information | |
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First Line: | Sing to the Lord of harvest |
Title: | Sing To The Lord Of Harvest |
Author: | J. S. B. Monsell (1866) |
Meter: | 7, 6, 8L. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1928 |
Topic: | Harvest |