Come, Ye Thankful people, Come (Raise the song of harvest home)

LYRICS:
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.

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.

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.

Category:

Music

Tags:

• lyrics
• southern
• gospel
• solo
• piano
• praise
• worship
• improvisation
• religious
• christian
• sacred
• fillins
• fill
• ins
• hymns
• songs
• convention
• singing