Praise for the Lord (Expanded Edition) ‎#114

114. Come, Ye Thankful People, Come

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 We ourselves are 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!

3 For the Lord our God shall come,
And shall take His harvest home;
From His field shall purge away
All that doth offend that day.
Give His angels charge at last
In the fire the tares to cast,
But the fruitful ears to store
In His garner evermore.

4 Even so, Lord, quickly come
To Thy final harvest-home!
Gather Thou Thy people in,
Free from sorrow, free from sin;
There, forever purified,
In Thy presence to abide;
Come, with all Thine angels, come,
Raise the glorious harvest-home!

Text Information

• First Line: Come, ye thankful people, come
• Title: Come, Ye Thankful People, Come
• Author: Henry Alford (1844)
• Meter: 77.77 D
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1997
• Scripture:
  Proverbs 3:9-10
  ;
  Matthew 13:24-30
  ;
  Matthew 13:36-43
  ;
  1 Corinthians 3:9
  ;
  1 Thessalonians 5:18
• Topic: Christians: Thanksgiving

Tune Information

• Name: ST. GEORGE'S WINDSOR
• Composer: George J. Elvey (1858)
• Meter: 77.77 D
• Key: G Major