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thers crossed the
2 Thou heard'st, well pleased, the song, the prayer:
3 Laws, freedom, truth, and faith in God
when they trod
try strand, With prayer and psalm they wor-shipped Thee. A-men.
4 And here Thy name, O God of love,
Their children's children shall adore,
And spring adorns the earth no more. Amen.
543 DALKEITH IOS.
(J=116) God of our fathers, Whose al- mighty hand
all the star
splendor thro' the skies, Our grateful songs be-fore Thy throne a
Leads forth in
Of shining worlds in
2 Thy love divine hath led us in the past,
3 From war's alarms, from deadly pestilence,
4 Refresh Thy people on their toilsome way,
544 GOLDEN SHEAVES 85 & 75. D.
(J=92) To Thee, O Lord, our hearts we raise In hymns of adoration,
To Thee bring sacrifice of praise With shouts of exultation:
Bright robes of gold the fields adorn, The hills with joy are ringing,
ARTHUR S. SULLIVAN
The val-leys stand so thick with corn That e-ven they are singing. A-men.
2 And now on this our festal day, Thy bounteous hand confessing, Upon Thine altar, Lord, we lay
The first-fruits of Thy blessing.
With gifts of grace supernal,
3 We bear the burden of the day,
May we, the angel-reaping o'er,
4 Oh, blessed is that land of God,
Where golden fields spread fair and broad
With ours to-day are blending;
545 ST. GEORGE'S, WINDSOR 7s. D.
(J=100) Come, ye thank-ful people, come, Raise the song of harvest - home:
2 All the world is God's own field,
3 For the Lord our God shall come,
GEORGE J. ELVEY
Give His angels charge at last