(Music by Mildred J. Hill, Lyrics by Patty S. Hill, publ. 1896)
O come, dear little children, come,
Our grateful thanks to sing
For all the harvest gathered in
Ere winter’s storms begin,
Ere winter’s storms begin.
For health and home and food beside,
To Him our thanks we’ll give.
‘Tis God our Father doth provide
These blessings we receive,
These blessings we receive.
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