With a Song of Thanksgiving

Here is the lyric and sound tracks for the Medley “With a Song of Thanksgiving” that I sang Sunday at Avondale United Methodist Church.

At the end I include the track from the choral anthem, “Glorious Things of Thee Are Spoken.”

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.

 

For the beauty of the earth, For the glory of the skies,

For the love which from our birth over and and around us lies;

Lord of all, to Thee we raise This our hymn of grateful praise.

 

For the joy of human love, Brother, sister, parent, child;

Friends on earth and friends above; For all gentle thoughts and mild:

Lord of all, to Thee we raise This our hymn of grateful praise.

 

For Thyself, best gift divine, To our race so freely given;

For that great, great love of Thine, Peace on earth and joy in heaven:

Lord of all to Thee we raise this our hymn of grateful praise.

 

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 divine;

So from the beginning the fight we were winning;

Thou, Lord, wast at our side, all glory be Thine!

 

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!

O Lord make us free!

 

Anthem: Glorious Things of Thee are Spoken