7s & 6s. Psalm lxv. A Harvest Thanksgiving. 1 FULL of providential love, Thou dost thy sons sustain, Send thy blessings from above In earth-enriching rain; From thy river in the skies Streams through airy channels flow, Bid the springing corn arise, And cheer the world below.
2 Kindly do the showers distil, Taught by the art of God, All the settled furrows fill, And soften every clod; Thou the acceptable year Dost with smiling plenty crown; Clouds the treasured fatness bear, And drop in blessings down.
3 Springs the watered wilderness Into a fruitful field; Earth her hundred-fold increase Doth at thy bidding yield; Hills and vales with praises ring, Joy ascends to heaven above; Laugh the harvesters, and sing The bounteous God of love.