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FINAL HARVEST




Lift up your joyful eyes and see
A plenteous harvest all around,
The crop matured, and not a grain
Shall useless fall upon the ground.


A harvest of immortal souls,
Prepared by sovereign grace and power;
Nor heat nor cold, nor winds nor storms,
Shall hurt, nor birds of prey devour.


An arm divine protects the saints,
Omniscience visits their abode,
And he�ll conduct them safely home,
Their kind protector and their God.


Oh happy day, when every sheaf
Ripened for glory shall be found;
When all the saints are gathered in,
The joy of harvest shall resound.

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LYRICS
Meter: 8 8 8 8 (L.M.)
Writer(s):
    Trans/Adapted:
      Dates: 1818
      Bible Refs: Job 5:26; Ps 72:16; Mt 13:39; Jn 4:35;
      LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
      Hymn/Song Book Year Song #
      1818# 730
      MUSIC
      Name: CHURCH TRIUMPHANT
      Meter: 8 8 8 8 (L.M.)
      Writer(s):
        Dates: 1874
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