Come, Ye Thankful People, Come - Lyrics with Piano

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Title | Come, Ye Thankful People, Come - Lyrics with Piano |
Author | Rick Betts |
Duration | 3:38 |
File Format | MP3 / MP4 |
Original URL | https://youtube.com/watch?v=YM3sGrOf0Y0 |
Description
Piano sheet music for this arrangement is now available at http://www.scoreexchange.com/scores/189809.html.
Solo piano meditation on the hymn of thanksgiving, "Come, Ye Thankful People, Come" (hymn tune "St. George's Windsor"), recorded November, 2016. Produced in Apple Logic Express 9.0 using Kontakt "Grandeur" virtual piano (Steinway D). Arrangement and recording copyright 2016 by Rick Betts.
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.
All the world is God's own field,
fruit as praise to him we 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.
For the Lord our God shall come,
and shall take his harvest home;
from his field shall in that day
all offenses purge away,
give his angels charge at last
in the fire the tares to cast;
but the fruitful ears to store
in his storehouse 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 presence to abide;
come, with all thine angels, come,
raise the glorious harvest home.