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AUTUMN




Great God, as seasons disappear,
And changes make the rolling year;
As time, with rapid pinions flies,
May every season make us wise.


Long has thy favour crowned our days,
And summer shed again its rays;
No deadly cloud our sky has veiled,
No blasting winds our path assailed.


The harvest months have o'er us rolled,
And filled our fields with waving gold;
Our tables spread, our garners stored!
Where are our hearts to praise the Lord?


The solemn harvest comes apace,
The closing day of life and grace;
Time of decision, awful hour!
Around it let no tempests lower!


Prepare us, Lord, by grace divine,
Like stars in heaven to rise and shine;
Then shall our happy souls above,
Reap the full harvest of thy love!


---Alternative verses---


Our harvest months have oer us rolled,
And filled our fields with waving gold;
Our tables spread, our garners stored,
Where are our hearts to praise the Lord?

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LYRICS
Meter: 8 8 8 8 (L.M.)
Writer(s):
    Trans/Adapted:
      Dates:
      Bible Refs: Jer 8:20;
      MUSIC
      Name: MARYTON
      Meter: 8 8 8 8 (L.M.)
      Writer(s):
        Dates: 1874
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