1) We gather together to ask the Lord's blessing;

he chastens and hastens his will to make known;

the wicked oppressing now cease from distressing:

sing praise to his Name, he forgets not his own.

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2) Beside us to guide us, our God with us joining,

ordaining, maintaining his kingdom divine;

so from the beginning the fight we were winning:

thou, Lord, wast at our side: all glory be thine!

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3) We all do extol thee, thou leader triumphant,

and pray that thou still our defender wilt be.

Let thy congregation escape tribulation:

thy Name be ever praised! O Lord, make us free!

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For the Beauty of the Earth.

1) For the beauty of the earth

For the glory of the skies,

For the love which from our birth

Over and around us lies. [chorus]

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CHORUS:

Lord of all, to Thee we raise,

This our hymn of grateful praise.

2) For the beauty of each hour,

Of the day and of the night,

Hill and vale, and tree and flower,

Sun and moon, and stars of light. [chorus]

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3) For the joy of human love,

Brother, sister, parent, child,

Friends on earth and friends above,

For all gentle thoughts and mild. [chorus]

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Back to April Valley.

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We Plow the Fields and Scatter.

1) We plow the fields, and scatter

the good seed on the land,

but it is fed and watered

by God's almighty hand;

he sends the snow in winter,

the warmth to swell the grain,

the breezes and the sunshine,

and soft refreshing rain. [chorus]

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CHORUS:

All good gifts around us

are sent from heaven above,

then thank the Lord, O thank the Lord

for all his love.

2) He only is the Maker

of all things near and far;

he paints the wayside flower,

he lights the evening star;

the winds and waves obey him,

by him the birds are fed;

much more to us, his children,

he gives our daily bread. [chorus]

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3) We thank thee, then, O Father,

for all things bright and good,

the seed time and the harvest,

our life, our health, and food;

no gifts have we to offer,

for all thy love imparts,

and, what thou most desirest,

our humble, thankful hearts. [chorus]

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Come ye Thankful People Come.

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.

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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.

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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,

Giving angels charge at last

in the fire the tares to cast;

But the fruitful ears to store

in His garner evermore.

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4)

Even so, Lord, quickly come,

bring Thy final harvest home;

Gather Thou Thy people in,

free from sorrow, free from sin,

There, forever purified,

in Thy garner to abide;

Come, with all Thine angels come,

raise the glorious harvest home.

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