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(8.7.8.7.D. Iambic)
Composed for “Church Hymns with Tunes”, S.P.C.K., 1874.

| 1 | To Thee, O Lord, our hearts we raise | 2 | And now, on this our festal day, | |||
| In hymns of adoration, | Thy bounteous hand confessing, | |||||
| To Thee bring sacrifice of praise | Before Thee, thankfully we lay | |||||
| With shouts of exultation; | The first-fruits of Thy blessing. | |||||
| Bright robes of gold the fields adorn, | By Thee the souls of men are fed | |||||
| The hills with joy are ringing, | With gifts of grace supernal; | |||||
| The valleys stand so thick with corn | Thou who dost give us earthly bread, | |||||
| That even they are singing. | Give us the bread eternal. | |||||
| 3 | We bear the burden of the day, | 4 | Oh, blessèd is that land of God | |||
| And often toil seems dreary; | Where saints abide for ever, | |||||
| But labour ends with sunset ray, | Where golden fields spread far and broad, | |||||
| And rest comes to the weary: | Where flows the crystal river. | |||||
| May we, the angel-reaping o’er, | The strains of all its holy throng | |||||
| Stand at the last accepted, | With ours to-day are blending; | |||||
| Christ’s golden sheaves for evermore | Thrice blessèd is that harvest song | |||||
| To garners bright elected. | Which never hath an ending. Amen. | |||||
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