A Harvest Hymn

BY WILLIAM D. GALLACHER .

Great God! — our heart-felt thanks to Thee!
We feel thy presence everywhere;
And pray, that we may ever be
Thus objects of thy guardian care.

We sow'd! — by Thee our work was seen,
And bless'd; and instantly went forth
Thy mandate; and in living green
Soon smiled the fair and fruitful earth.

We toil'd! — and Thou didst note our toil;
And gav'st the sunshine and the rain,
Till ripen'd on the teeming soil
The fragrant grass, and golden grain.

And now, we reap! — and oh, our God!
From this, the earth's unbounded floor,
We send our Song of Thanks abroad,
And pray Thee, bless our hoarded store!
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