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 unto His praise to yield;

Wheat and tares together sown,

Unto joy or sorrows 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 the 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 garner evermore.

Even so, Lord, quickly come,

Bring Thy final harvest home;

Gather Thou they people in,

Free from sorrow, free from sin,

There, forever purified,

In Thy presence to abide;

Come, will all Thine angels, come,

Raise the glorious harvest home!

Brothers, reflect on these words this morning. Sing them back to the Lord and prepare your heart for this 2010 Thanksgiving day! – Bill Welte is President and CEO of America’s Keswick

Digging Deeper: Proverbs 24; Ezekiel 22-23; 1 Peter 1

Dig This Quote: He is a Christian who follows Christ, who measures all things by the standard of His approbation[official approval], who would not willingly say a word which he would not like to have Christ hear, nor do an act which he would not like to have Christ see. He is a Christian who tries to be the kind of neighbour Christ would be, and the kind of citizen Christ would be, and who asks himself in all the alternatives of his business life, and his social life, and his personal life, what would the Master do in this case? The best Christian is he who most reminds the people with whom he lives of the Lord Jesus Christ. He who never reminds anybody of the Lord Jesus Christ is not a Christian at all. George Hodges