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 praises to His name;
He forgets not His own.
Beside us to guide us,
Our God with us joining,
Ordaining, maintaining
His kingdom devine;
So from the beginning
The fight we were winning;
Thou, Lord, wast at our side;
All glory be Thine!
For the beauty of the earth,
For the glory of the skies,
For the Love which from our birth
Over and around us lies,
Lord of all, to Thee we raise
This our hymn of grateful praise.
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!
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!
Thy name be ever praised!
O Lord, make us free!
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