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Lyrics and Information

Come, Ye Thankful People, Come

Words by Henry Alford (1810-1871), 1844
Tune: ST. GEORGE’S WINDSOR, by George J. Elvey (1816-1893), 1858
Key signature: G major (1 sharp)
Time signature: 4/4
Public Domain
Organ Performance at Hymns Without Words
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.
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.
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.
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 presence to abide: Come, with all Thine angels come, Raise the glorious harvest home.