A hymn published in 1899.
Words by Fanny J. Crosby.
Music by Ira D. Sankey.
The sheet music:
Accompaniment by James Pitt-Payne:
Lyrics
- For a bountiful harvest
And its bright, golden treasures
That bring to the reaper
A promised reward
For the year that so richly
Is crowned with Thy goodness
For blessings unnumbered
We praise Thee, O Lord
Chorus
With thanksgiving we come to Thee
With rejoicing we worship Thee
For the fullness of blessings free
That crowneth the year
- For the flag that is marching
Opression to conquer
For peace that in triumph
Will soon be restored
For our soldiers and sailors
Bravehearted and daring
For all their achievements
We praise Thee, O Lord - For the ships on the ocean
Our commerce extending
For plowshare and sickle
Instead of the sword
For the North and the South Land
In harmony blending
For love that entwines them
We praise Thee, O Lord - For the greetings of friendship
From our kin o’er the billow
For words of assurance
That oft we have heard
For the nations united
For Christ and His gospel
Today, with thanksgiving
We praise Thee, O Lord
Sung here by Vancha March: