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==General Information==
==General Information==
'''Title:''' ''Lord of the harvest''<br>
{{Title|''Lord of the harvest''}}
{{Composer|William Henry Monk}}
{{Composer|William Henry Monk}}
'''Tune:''' ''Alleluia Perenne''<br>
'''Tune:''' ''Alleluia Perenne''<br>

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Editor: Douglas Walczak (submitted 2007-10-25).   Score information: Letter, 1 page, 55 kB   Copyright: Public Domain
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General Information

Title: Lord of the harvest
Composer: William Henry Monk
Tune: Alleluia Perenne
Lyricist: Samuel John Stone

Number of voices: 4vv   Voicing: SATB

Genre: SacredHymn   Meter: 10 10. 7

Language: English
Instruments: A cappella

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Original text and translations

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1  Lord of the harvest, it is right and meet
That we should lay oblations at Thy feet
With joyful Alleluia.

2  Sweet is the praise that follows toil and prayer;
Sweet is the worship that with heaven we share,
Who sing the Alleluia.

3  We toiled and prayed and Thou hast heard on high,
Hast cheered our hearts and change our suppliant cry
To festal Alleluia.


4  So sing we now in time with that great song,
That all the age of ages shall prolong,
The endless Alleluia.

5  To thee, O Lord of Harvest, Who hast heard,
And to thy white-robed reapers given the word,
We sing our Alleluia.

6  O Christ, Who in the wide world's fallow lea
Hast sown in blood the precious seed, to Thee,
We sing in Alleluia.


7  To thee, O Holy Ghost, Whose gracious rain
And living breath hath fed the ghostly grain,
We sing our Alleluia.

8  Yes, West and East, the Harvest men went forth:
“We come” has sounded to the South and North.
At morn, sing Alleluia!

9  In fields of home, in fields the far away,
Toilers for Jesus hail the golden day.
At noon, sing Alleluia!


10  The winds of God have blown with living breath,
His dews have fallen on the plains of death.
At Eve sing Alleluia!

11  Yea, for sweet hope fulfilled, new hope begun,
Sing Alleluia to the Three in One,
Adoring Alleluia.

12  "Glory to God!" the Church in patience cries;
"Glory to God! the Church in bliss replies,
With endless Alleluia! Amen.