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1. E - ter - nal Source of ev -'ery joy, Thy praise may well our lips em-ploy,
1. Come, ye thank - ful peo - ple, come, Raise the song of har - vest home;
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Come to God's own tem - ple, come, Raise the song of har - vest home.
1 Come, ye thankful people, come,
Raise the song of harvest home;
2 All the world is God's own field,
Fruit unto his praise to yield ;
There forever purified,
H. ALFORD. 947 1 Praise to God, immortal praise,
For the love that crowns our days!
Grateful praises now we sing.
Yellow sheaves of ripened grain :
From her overflowing stores :-
Whence our sweetest comforts flow;
A. L. BARBAULD.
3 For the Lord our God shall come,
And shall take his harvest home :
4 Even so, Lord, quickly come
To thy final harvest home :
fathers died, Land of the pilgrim's pride, From every mountain side Let freedom ring!
With freedom's holy light; Protect us by thy might,
Great God, our King.
1 My country, 'tis of thee,
Of thee I sing :
Let freedom ring!
S. F. SMITH.
2 My native country, thee,-
Thy name I love :
Like that above.
3 Let music swell the breeze,
Sweet freedom's song!
The sound prolong!
Through storm and night!
By thy great might!
On thee we wait!
God save the State.
On thee we call !
J. S. DWIGHT.
4 Our fathers' God to thee,
To thee we sing :
950 CHRISTMAS. C. M.
G. F. HANDEL.
TATE & BRADY.
1 Lord, while for all mankind we pray, 3 But thy right hand, thy powerful arm, Of every clime and coast,
Whose succor they implored ; O hear us for our native land,
Thy providence protected them, 11: The land we love the most!://
11: Who thy great name adored. : il 2 Our fathers' sepulchres are here,
4 As thee their God our fathers owned, And here our kindred dwell :
So thou art still our King; Our children, too ; how should we love O therefore, as thou didst to them, 11: Another's land so well? :||
11: To us deliverance bring. :// 3 O guard our shores from every foe,
952 With peace our borders bless ;
1 Great King of nations, hear our prayer, With prosperous times our cities crown,
While at thy feet we fall ; 11: Our fields with plenteousness. :||
And humbly with united cry, 4 Lord of the nations, thus to thee
11: To thee for
mercy Our country we commend ; Be thou our refuge and our trust,
2 When dangers, like a stormy sea,
Beset our country round, 11: Our everlasting friend. ://
To thee we looked, to thee we cried,
J. R. WREFORD. 951
11: And help in thee was found. :|| 1 O Lord, our fathers oft have told, 3 With one consent we meekly bow In our attentive ears,
Beneath thy chastening hand, Thy wonders in their days performed, And, pouring forth confession meet, ll: And in more ancient years. : //
11: Mourn with our mourning land. :/! 2 'Twas not their courage, nor their sword, | 4 With pitying eye behold our need, To them salvation gave ;
As thus we lift our prayer ; 'Twas not theirnumber,northeirstrength, Correct us with thy judgments, Lord, 11: That did their country save ; : ||
11: Then let thy mercy spare. :||
J. H. GURNBY. 387
But, when we reach the heavenly shore, o may we meet to part
1. God be with you till we meet a - gain, By his counsels guide, uphold you, 2. God be with you till we meet a-gain, 'Neath his wings securely hide you ; 3. God be with you till we meet a-gain, When life's perils thick confound you ; 4. God be with you till we meet a - gain,Keep love's banner floating o'er you ;
Used by per. of J. E. RANKIN, D.D., owner of Copyright.
With his sheep se-cure-ly fold you, God be with you till we meet a-gain.
Put his arms un - fail-ing round you, God be with you till we meet a-gain. Smite death's threatning wave before you, God be with you till we meet a-gain.