Sing to the Lord of harvest,
Sing songs of love and praise;
With joyful hearts and voices
Your alleluias raise.
By Him the rolling seasons
In fruitful order move;
Sing to the Lord of harvest,
A joyous song of love.
By Him the clouds drop fatness,
The deserts bloom and spring,
The hills leap up in gladness,
The valleys laugh and sing.
He filleth with His fullness
All things with large increase,
He crowns the year with goodness,
With plenty and with peace.
Bring to His sacred altar
The gifts His goodness gave,
The golden sheaves of harvest,
The souls He died to save.
Your hearts lay down before Him
When at His feet you fall,
And with your lives adore Him,
Who gave His life for all.
To God the gracious Father,
Who made us very good,
To Christ, who, when we wandered,
Restored us with His blood,
And to the Holy Spirit,
Who doth upon us pour
His blessèd dews and sunshine,
Be praise forevermore!
Sinners Jesus will receive;
Sound this word of grace to all
Who the heavenly pathway leave,
All who linger, all who fall.
Refrain
Sing it o’er and over again;
Christ receiveth sinful men;
Make the message clear and plain:
Christ receiveth sinful men.
Come, and He will give you rest;
Trust Him, for His Word is plain;
He will take the sinfulest;
Christ receiveth sinful men.
Now my heart condemns me not,
Pure before the law I stand;
He who cleansed me from all spot,
Satisfied its last demand.
Christ receiveth sinful men,
Even me with all my sin;
Purged from every spot and stain,
Heaven with Him I enter in.
1.Sins of years are washed away,
Blackest stains become as snow,
Darkest night is chang’d to-day,
When you to the Fountain go.
Refrain
I’m believing and receiving,
While I to the river go.
And my heart its waves are cleansing,
2.Doubts and fears are borne along
On the current’s ceaseless flow,
Sorrow changes into song,
When you to the Fountain go.
3.East and wealth become as dross,
Worthless, earth’s delight and show,
All your boast is in the Cross,
When you to the Fountain go.
4.Selfishness is lost in love,
Love for Him whose love you know,
All your treasure is above,
When you to the Fountain go.
5.In His service is delight,
Never will you fear the foe,
Armed by King Jehovah’s might,
When you to the Fountain go.