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Harvest Song

Author: Frances Weld Danielson Hymnal: Songs for Little People #38 (1905) First Line: Pumpkins are heaped in piles Lyrics: 1 Pumpkins are heaped in piles, Big and round and yel­low; Apples are stored away, Rosy-cheeked and mel­low; Oats and bar­ley fill each bin, Corn and wheat are ga­thered in, Fragrance of newmown hay Through the wide barn pass­es, Scent of sum­mer grass­es. 2 Squirrels their plans have laid, For the win­ter wea­ther. Brown nuts are packed away, Lying snug to­ge­ther. Through the sun­ny sum­mer hours Bees were steal­ing sweets from flowers, Now they need have no fear, With their gold­en treasure, Honey with­out mea­sure. 3 Father of child and bee, For us ev­er car­ing, Squirrel and small­est bird In thy boun­ty shar­ing; Hear us sing our har­vest song, Of thy love the whole year long. Father of child and bee, We our thanks are bring­ing, Listen to our sing­ing. Languages: English Tune Title: [Pumpkins are heaped in piles]
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Harvest Song

Author: Frances Weld Danielson Hymnal: Songs for Little People #53 (1915) First Line: Pumpkins are heaped in piles Topics: Thanksgiving Languages: English Tune Title: [Pumpkins are heaped in piles]
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Harvest Song

Author: Frances Weld Danielson Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #16417 First Line: Pumpins are heaped in piles Lyrics: 1 Pumpins are heaped in piles, Big and round and yel­low; Apples are stored away, Rosy-cheeked and mel­low; Oats and bar­ley fill each bin, Corn and wheat are ga­thered in, Fragrance of new-mown hay Through the wide barn pass­es— Scent of sum­mer grass­es. 2 Squirrels their plans have laid, For the win­ter wea­ther. Brown nuts are packed away, Lying snug to­ge­ther. Through the sun­ny sum­mer hours Bees were steal­ing sweets from flow’rs, Now they need have no fear, With their gold­en treasure— Honey with­out mea­sure. 3 Father of child and bee, For us ev­er car­ing, Squirrel and small­est bird In Thy boun­ty shar­ing; Hear us sing our har­vest song, Of Thy love the whole year long. Father of child and bee, We our thanks are bring­ing— Listen to our sing­ing. Languages: English Tune Title: [Pumpins are heaped in piles]
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