Harvest Hymn: A Fifth Poem by Martin Farquhar Tupper

Praise ye the Lord for His bountiful favour,-
O let the people be glad and rejoice!
High shall the hymn, an acceptable savour,
Rise to His throne from the heart and the voice:
For the Great King in His royal redundance
Fills us with blessings enough and to spare,
Fruits in full plenty, and bread in abundance,-
Glory to God for His fatherly care!

O all ye nations! from season to season
Kindly commands He the earth that it yield;
Then let us render in right and in reason
Gratitude due for the gifts of the field;
Diligence, faith, and contentment are Duty,
And, if He blesses them all with increase,
Thank Him, that earth in its bounty and beauty
Pours on us wealth, and abundance, and peace!

We are His children, and God our Father;
Then will we love one another the more;-
While He is generous, let us the rather
Thank Him for blessing the basket and store!
Earth is Man's heritage, granted by heaven;
If the Great Master has made us His heirs
Here and hereafter redeem'd and forgiven,-
O let us greet Him with praises and pray'rs!