verse 1:
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Come, ye thank-ful peo - ple, come, raise the song of har - vest home:
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All is safely gathered in, ere the win - ter storms be - gin;
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God, our Maker, doth pro-vide for our wants to be sup -plied;
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Come to God's own temple, come, raise the song of har - vest home.
verse 2:
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All the world is God's own field, fruit un-to His praise to yeild;
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Wheat and tares to - gether sown, un-to joy or sor - row grown;
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First the blade, and then the ear, then the full corn shall ap - pear;
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Lord of harvest, grant that we, wholesome grain and pure may be.
verse 3:
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For the Lord our God shall come, and shall take His har - vest home;
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From His field shall in that day all of - fens -es purge a - way;
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Give His angels charge at last in the fire the tares to cast,
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But the fruitful ears to store in His gar - ner ev - er more.
verse 4:
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Even so, Lord, quick-ly come to thy fi - nal har - vest home;
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Gather Thou Thy people in, free from sor - row, free from sin;
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There forver pur - i - fied, in Thy presence to a - bide;
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Come with all Thine angels, come, raise the glo-rious har - vest home.