1We plow the fields, and scatter the good seed on the land,But it is fed and watered by God’s almighty hand.He sends the snow in winter, the warmth to swell the grain,The breezes and the sunshine, and soft refreshing rain. RefrainAll good gifts around usAre sent from heaven above;Then thank the Lord, O thank the […]
1Come, sing a song of harvest, Of thanks for daily food!To offer God the first-fruits is old as gratitude. 2Long, long ago, the reapers, before they kept the feast,Put first-fruits in a basket, and took it to the priest. 3Shall we, sometimes forgetful oh where creation starts,With science in our pockets lose wonder from our
1Praise and thanksgiving let everyone bringUnto our Father for every good thing.All together joyfully sing! Category CHRISTIAN LIFE Subcategory Thankfulness
1For sunrise hope and sunset calm, and all that lies between,For all the sweetness and the balm that is and that has been,For comradeship for peace in strife, and light on darkened days;For work to do and strength for life we sing our hymn of praise. 2But O, we press far, far above these gifts
1For the beauty of the earth,for the glory of the skies,for the love which from our birthover and around us lies;Lord of all, to Thee we raisethis our grateful song of praise. 2For the joy of human love,brother, sister, parent, child,friends on earth and friends above,Pleasures pure and undefiled,Lord of all, to Thee we raisethis
1Father, we thank You for the light that shines all the day;For the bright sky You have given most like Your heaven;Father, we thank You. 2Father, we thank You for the lamps that lighten the way;For human skill’s exploration of Your creation;Father, we thank You. 3Father, we thank You for the friends who brighten our
1Have thine own way, Lord! Have thine own way!Thou art the potter, I am the clay.Mold me and make me after thy will,while I am waiting, yielded and still. 2Have thine own way, Lord! Have thine own way!Search me and try me, Savior today!Wash me just now, Lord, wash me just now,as in thy presence
1Make me a captive, Lord, and then I shall be free;Force me to render up my sword, and I shall conqueror be.I sink in life’s alarms when by myself I stand;Imprison me within Thine arms, and strong shall be my hand. 2My heart is weak and poor until it amaster find;It has no spring of
1Pass me not, O gentle Savior,hear my humble cry;while on others thou art calling,do not pass me by. RefrainSavior, Savior, hear my humble cry;while on others thou art calling,do not pass me by. 2Let me at thy throne of mercyfind a sweet relief,kneeling there in deep contrition;help my unbelief. 3Trusting only in thy merit,would I
1Not I, but Christ, be honored, loved, exalted;Not I, but Christ, be seen, be known, be heard;Not I, but Christ, in every look and action,Not I, but Christ, in every thought and word. 2Not I, but Christ, to gently soothe in sorrow,Not I, but Christ, to wipe the falling tear;Not I, but Christ, to lift
