Happy Thanksgiving

We plough the fields & scatter 

Thanksgiving Hymn

We plough the fields, and scatter 

the good seed on the land, 

but it is fed and watered 

by God's almighty hand; 

he sends the snow in winter, 

the warmth to swell the grain, 

the breezes and the sunshine 

and soft refreshing rain. 

Chorus All good gifts around us 

Are sent from heaven above 

then thank the Lord, O thank the Lord 

for all his love. 

He only is the maker 

of all things near and far; 

he paints the wayside flower, 

he lights the evening star; 

the winds and waves obey him, 

by him the birds are fed; 

much more to us, his children, 

he gives our daily bread. 

We thank thee then, O Father, 

for all things bright and good, 

the seed-time and the harvest, 

our life, our health, our food. 

Accept the gifts we offer 

for all thy love imparts, 

and what thou most desirest, 

our humble, thankful hearts.