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  • (Posted 2021-08-03)  CPDL #65360:         
Editor: James Gibb (submitted 2021-08-03).   Score information: A4, 11 pages, 221 kB   Copyright: CPDL
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Title: Father of mercies, God of love
Composer: Edward Vine Hall
Lyricist: Alice Flowerdew
Number of voices: 4vv   Voicing: SATB, with S & B solos
Genre: SacredAnthem for Harvest

Language: English
Instruments: Organ

First published: 1903 The Musical Times no.768
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Original text and translations

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1  Father of mercies, God of love,
Whose gifts all creatures share,
The rolling seasons as they move
Proclaim Thy constant care.

2  When in the bosom of the earth
The sower hid the grain,
Thy goodness marked its secret birth,
And sent the early rain.

3  The spring’s sweet influence, Lord, was Thine,
The seasons knew Thy call;
Thou mad’st the summer sun to shine,
The summer dews to fall.

4  Thy gifts of mercy from above
matured the swelling grain:
And now the harvest crowns Thy love,
And plenty fills the plain.

5  O ne’er may our forgetful hearts
O’erlook Thy bounteous care,
But what our Father’s hand imparts
Still own in praise and prayer.

6  To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost,
The God whom we adore,
Be glory, as it was, is now,
And shall be evermore.