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Come, Ye Thankful People, Come

Sunday’s Hymn

Come, Ye Thankful People, Come

By Henry Alford; sung to 4/4 time

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.

 3.      For the Lord our God shall come, And shall take His harvest home;

From His field shall in that day All offenses purge away.

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.

I hope you all have a great Thanksgiving. Be safe and enjoy your family and friends. Be sure to give God all the praise and glory you possibly can. Remember, Jesus is coming again, it may be soon, or it may be far away; but it is a sure thing! Even so, come quickly Lord Jesus.

Much GRACE and peace to you,

Bill (a fellow-laborer)

Romans 15:13; 1 John 3:1-3