Tune: Wir Pflugen
('We plough the fields and scatter')
Psalm 67
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God to us be merciful
Come to us, bless us all
Cause your face to on us shine
With beams of life divine
That upon the earth your way
Be known ever, each day
Your saving health, salvation
Be shown to each nation
Chorus
Let all people praise you
O holy God and true
Give thanks and worship to you name
The name of endless fame
O let the nations be glad
Remain no longer sad
For you shall judge the people
Righteously, we shall see
And you shall govern upon
The nations, here each one
Lord, you shall be seen to reign
Evil may not remain - Chorus
Then shall earth her increase yield
From hill, meadow, vale, field
And God, e'en our own God He
Shall bless us, all shall see
All ends of earth shall Him fear
In awe come to Him near
He Ruler be for ever
His reign shall cease never - Chorus
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Author:
orchidee (
Offline) - Published: September 8th, 2019 01:50
- Comment from author about the poem: A hymn-poem in Verses: 7.6.7.6. 7.6.7.6. metre; Chorus: 6.6.8.6. metre. A bit early for all to have been gathered in yet, but a Harvest theme today. The Psalm suitably has a 'Chorus' or 'Refrain' in it.
- Category: Spiritual
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Comments3
I like harvest time.. and I kinda dig this poem too
Thanks N. You ploughing and scattering there?! You got ya horse and cart out?
We have just started rehearsing the Harvest Anthem that we, the Church Choir, are going to sing at Harvest.
Thanks Gold. Quick - in some places they have harvest about mid-September it seems. We turn up in October, and they say 'You've missed it!'
And may you cease never again to fear in every footstep you take. The Heavens up to reveal such beauty on an unimaginably and beautiful scale. Great work completed here...orchi...
Thanks Kevin.
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