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.
--Henry Alford, Come, Ye Thankful People, Come, 1844
3 comments:
Happy late Thanksgiving, friend!
Comforting words in the midst of troubled times. One of my favorite hymns.
Mom
Love, love that hymn. Hope you had a great Thanksgiving day with your arroz con pollo y mojito!
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