3 And the silver moon by night, Shining with her gentle light; For his mercies still endure, Ever faithful, ever sure.
4 Praise him that he gave the rain To mature the swelling grain; For his mercies still endure, Ever faithful, ever sure:
5 And hath bid the fruitful field Crops of precious increase yield; For his mercies still endure, Ever faithful, ever sure.
6 Praise him for our harvest-store, He hath fill'd the garner-floor; For his mercies still endure, Ever faithful, ever sure:
7 And for richer food than this, Pledge of everlasting bliss; For his mercies still endure, Ever faithful, ever sure.
8 Glory to our bounteous King!
Glory let creation sing!
Glory to the Father, Son,
And blest Spirit, Three in One.
306 "They joy before thee, according to the joy [7s. Double. of harvest."
OME, ye thankful people, come, Raise the song of Harvest-home:
All is safely gather'd 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 offences 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 for ever purified,
In thy presence to abide :
Come with all thine angels, come,
Raise the glorious Harvest-home.
ye the name of the Lord; praise him, O ye servants of the Lord."
BEFORE the Lord we bow,
The God who reigns above,
And rules the world below, Boundless in power and love; Our thanks we bring In joy and praise, Our hearts we raise
To heaven's high King.
2 The nation thou hast blest
May well thy love declare, From foes and fears at rest, Protected by thy care. For this fair land,
For this bright day, Our thanks we pay— Gifts of thy hand.
3 May every mountain height, Each vale and forest green, Shine in thy word's pure light, And its rich fruits be seen!
May every tongue
Be tuned to praise, And join to raise
A grateful song.
4 Earth! hear thy Maker's voice,
The great Redeemer own,
Believe, obey, rejoice,
And worship him alone;
Cast down thy pride,
Thy sin deplore,
And bow before
The Crucified.
5 And when in power he comes, O may our native land, From all its rending tombs, Send forth a glorious band; A countless throng Ever to sing
To heaven's high King Salvation's song.
"This God is our God for ever and ever."
LORD GOD, we worship thee!
In loud and happy chorus We praise thy love and power, Whose goodness reigneth o'er us. To heaven our song shall soar, For ever shall it be Resounding o'er and o'er,
Lord God, we worship thee! 2 Lord God, we worship thee! For thou our land defendest; Thou pourest down thy grace, And strife and war thou endest. Since golden peace, O Lord,
Thou grantest us to see, Our land, with one accord,
Lord God, gives thanks to thee!
3 Lord God, we worship thee! Thou didst indeed chastise us, Yet still thy anger spares,
And still thy mercy tries us:
Once more our Father's hand Doth bid our sorrows flee, And peace rejoice our land: Lord God, we worship thee!
Blessed is the nation whose God is the Lord."
OD bless our native land!
Firm may she ever stand, Through storm and night; When the wild tempests rave, Ruler of winds and wave, Do thou our country save By thy great might.
2 For her our prayer shall rise To God, above the skies; On him we wait;
Thou who art ever nigh Guarding with watchful eye,
To thee aloud we cry,
God save the state!
NATIONAL FASTS.
"O Lord, hear; O Lord, forgive; O Lord,
READ Jehovah, God of nations,
From thy temple in the skies, Hear thy people's supplications, Now for their deliverance rise.
2 Lo, with deep contrition turning, Humbly at thy feet we bend; Hear us, fasting, praying, mourning; Hear us, spare us, and defend.
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