He reserveth unto us the appointed weeks of harvest.-Jer. v. 24. f867 SING to the Lord of Harvest, Sing songs of love and praise; 2 By Him the clouds drop fatness, He filleth with His fulness All things with large increase, The Lord hath dealt bountifully with thee.-Psa. cxvi. 7. f 868 LORD of the Harvest! Thee f3 But chiefly when Thy liberal hand we hail; Scatters new plenty o'er the land,- For we Thy common bounties share. mf4 Lord of the harvest, all is Thine,The rains that fall, the suns that To Thee our King; To Thee all praise and glory be; 2 The golden sunshine, vernal air, Where harvests ripen, Thou art there, 3 For peaceful homes and healthful days, dim 4 Thou didst not spare Thine only Son, But gav'st Him for a world undone, cr And e'en that gift Thou dost outrun, And give us all. 5 Thou giv'st the Spirit's blessèd dower, Spirit of life, and love, and power, f And dost his sevenfold graces shower, Upon us all. 6 For souls redeemed, for sins forgiven, For means of grace, and hopes of heaven, Father, what can to Thee be given, Who givest all? 7 We lose what on ourselves we spend, We have as treasures without end Whatever, Lord, to Thee we lend, 8 Who givest all. 9 To Thee, from whom we all derive Our life, our gifts, our power to give. O may we ever with Thee live, Giver of all! Amen C. WORDSWORTH. Day of Praise. 8.M. CHARLES H. STEGGALL, Mus. Doc. A-men. What hast thou that thou didst not receive ?-1 Cor. iv. 7. mf 874 WE give Thee but Thine own, cr Whate'er the gift may be: All that we have is Thine alone, 2 May we Thy bounties thus As stewards true receive, cr 4 To comfort and to bless, To tend the lone and fatherless 5 The captive to release, To God the lost to bring, To teach the way of life and peace, 6 And we believe Thy word, Though dim our faith may be ; Whate'er for Thine we do, O Lord, We do it unto Thee. Amen. Inasmuch as ye have done it unto one of the least of these My brethren, ye have done it unto Me.-Matt.xxv.40. mf 875 FOUNTAIN of good, to own dim3 And in their accents of distress Thy love Our thankful hearts incline; What can we render, Lord, to Thee, When all the worlds are Thine? 2 But Thou hast needy brethren here, Whose names Thou wilt Thyself confess Thy pleading voice is heard, In them Thou may'st be clothed and [fed, cr 4 Thy face with reverence and with love mf O may we minister to them, Amen. |