Come, you thankful people, come,
Raise the song of harvest home!
All is safely gathered in,
Ere the winter storms begin;
God, our Maker, does provide
For our wants to be supplied;
Come to God's own temple, come;
Raise the song of harvest home!

All the world is God's own field,
Fruit unto his praise to yield;
Wheat and tares together sown
Unto joy or sorrow grown;
First the blade, and then the ear,
then the full corn shall appear.
Lord of harvest, grant that we
wholesome grain and pure may be.

For the Lord our God shall come,
And shall take his harvest home;
From His field shall in that day
All offences purge away,
Giving angels charge at last
In the fire the tares to cast;
But the fruitful ears to store
In God's garner evermore.

Even so, Lord, quickly come 
to your final harvest home. 
Gather all your people in,
free from sorrow, free from sin,
there, forever purified,
in your presence to abide.
Come with all your angels, come!
Raise the glorious harvest home.

Glory to God in the highest,
and on earth peace to people of good will.
We praise you,
We bless you,
We adore you,
We glorify you,
We give you thanks for your great glory,
Lord God, heavenly King,
O God, almighty Father.
Lord Jesus Christ, Only Begotten Son,
Lord God, Lamb of God, Son of the Father,
You take away the sins of the world,
have mercy on us;
You take away the sins of the world,
receive our prayer;
You are seated at the right hand of the Father,
have mercy on us.
For you alone are the Holy One,
You alone are the Lord,
You alone are the Most High,
Jesus Christ,
with the Holy Spirit,
in the glory of God, the Father.
Amen.

Thus says the Lord GOD:
I, too, will take from the crest of the cedar,
    from its topmost branches tear off a tender shoot,
and plant it on a high and lofty mountain;
    on the mountain heights of Israel I will plant it.
It shall put forth branches and bear fruit,
    and become a majestic cedar.
Birds of every kind shall dwell beneath it,
    every winged thing in the shade of its boughs.
And all the trees of the field shall know
    that I, the LORD,
bring low the high tree,
    lift high the lowly tree,
wither up the green tree,
    and make the withered tree bloom.
As I, the LORD, have spoken, so will I do.

The word of the Lord. 
R.      Thanks be to God.  

Lord, it is good to give thanks to you.

It is good to give thanks to the LORD,
    to sing praise to your name, Most High,
To proclaim your kindness at dawn
    and your faithfulness throughout the night.
R. Lord, it is good to give thanks to you.

The just one shall flourish like the palm tree,
    like a cedar of Lebanon shall he grow.
They that are planted in the house of the LORD
    shall flourish in the courts of our God.
R. Lord, it is good to give thanks to you. 

They shall bear fruit even in old age;
    vigorous and sturdy shall they be,
Declaring how just is the LORD,
    my rock, in whom there is no wrong.
R. Lord, it is good to give thanks to you.

Brothers and sisters:
We are always courageous,
although we know that while we are at home in the body
we are away from the Lord,
for we walk by faith, not by sight.
Yet we are courageous,
and we would rather leave the body and go home to the Lord.
Therefore, we aspire to please him, 
whether we are at home or away.
For we must all appear before the judgment seat of Christ,
so that each may receive recompense,
according to what he did in the body, whether good or evil.

The word of the Lord. 
R.      Thanks be to God.  

R. Alleluia, alleluia.
The seed is the word of God, Christ is the sower.
All who come to him will live forever.

R. Alleluia, alleluia.

Jesus said to the crowds:
“This is how it is with the kingdom of God;
it is as if a man were to scatter seed on the land
and would sleep and rise night and day
and through it all the seed would sprout and grow,
he knows not how.
Of its own accord the land yields fruit,
first the blade, then the ear, then the full grain in the ear.
And when the grain is ripe, he wields the sickle at once,
for the harvest has come.”

He said,
“To what shall we compare the kingdom of God,
or what parable can we use for it?
It is like a mustard seed that, when it is sown in the ground,
is the smallest of all the seeds on the earth.
But once it is sown, it springs up and becomes the largest of plants
and puts forth large branches,
so that the birds of the sky can dwell in its shade.”
With many such parables
he spoke the word to them as they were able to understand it.
Without parables he did not speak to them,
but to his own disciples he explained everything in private.

The Gospel of the Lord.   
R. Praise to you, Lord Jesus Christ 

I believe in one God,
the Father almighty,
maker of heaven and earth,
of all things visible and invisible.
I believe in one Lord Jesus Christ,
the Only Begotten Son of God,
born of the Father before all ages.
God from God, Light from Light,
true God from true God,
begotten, not made, consubstantial with the Father,
through him all things were made.
For us men and for our salvation
he came down from heaven,
(At the words that follow, up to and including and became man, all bow.)
and by the Holy Spirit was incarnate of the Virgin Mary,
and became man.
For our sake he was crucified under Pontius Pilate,
he suffered death and was buried,
and rose again on the third day
in accordance with the Scriptures.
He ascended into heaven
and is seated at the right hand of the Father.
He will come again in glory
to judge the living and the dead
and his kingdom will have no end.
I believe in the Holy Spirit, the Lord, the giver of life,
who proceeds from the Father and the Son,
who with the Father and the Son is adored and glorified,
who has spoken through the prophets.
I believe in one, holy, catholic, and apostolic Church.
I confess one Baptism for the forgiveness of sins
and I look forward to the resurrection of the dead
and the life of the world to come.
Amen.

When Jesus came preaching the Kingdom of God,
with the love that has power to persuade;
the sick were made whole, both in body and soul,
and even the demons obeyed.
But he needed a few he could trust to be true, 
to share in his work from the start;
when Jesus came preaching the Kingdom of God,
God's gift to the humble of heart.

Since Jesus came preaching the Kingdom of God,
what a change in our lives he has made!
How many have shared in the joy of their Lord,
in self-giving have loved and obeyed!
But let none of us doubt what religion's about, 
or by what it is shamed and betrayed:
do justly, lover mercy, walk humbly with God,
is the rule of life Jesus obeyed.

Still Jesus comes preaching the Kingdom of God
in a world that is sick and afraid;
His gospel has spread like the leaven in bread
by the love that has a power to presuade.
So let none of us swerve from our mission to serve,
that has made us his Church from the start:
may Jesus, the Light of the World, send us out
in the strength of the humble of heart.

One bread, one body, one Lord of all.
One cup of blessing which we bless.
And we, though many, throughout the earth
we are one body in this one Lord.

Gentile or Jew, servant or free. Woman or man no more. 
One bread, one body, one Lord of all.
One cup of blessing which we bless.
And we, though many, throughout the earth
we are one body in this one Lord.

Many the gifts, many the works. One in the Lord of all.
One bread, one body, one Lord of all.
One cup of blessing which we bless.
And we, though many, throughout the earth
we are one body in this one Lord.

Grain for the fields, scattered and grown, gathered to one for all. 
One bread, one body, one Lord of all.
One cup of blessing which we bless.
And we, though many, throughout the earth
we are one body in this one Lord.

My life flows on in endless song,
above earth’s lamentation.
I hear the clear though far-off hymn,
that hails a new creation. 

No storm can shake my inmost calm,
while to that Rock I’m clinging.
Since Christ is Lord of heav’n and earth,
how can I keep from singing?

Through all the tumult and the strife,
I hear that music ringing.
It finds an echo in my soul.
How can I keep from singing? 

No storm can shake my inmost calm,
while to that Rock I’m clinging.
Since Christ is Lord of heav’n and earth,
how can I keep from singing? 

What though my joys and comforts die?
The Lord my Savior liveth.
What though the darkness gathers round?
Songs in the night he giveth.

No storm can shake my inmost calm,
while to that Rock I’m clinging.
Since Christ is Lord of heav’n and earth,
how can I keep from singing? 

The peace of Christ makes fresh my heart,
a fountain ever springing!
All things are mine since I am his!
How can I keep from singing? 

No storm can shake my inmost calm,
while to that Rock I’m clinging.
Since Christ is Lord of heav’n and earth,
how can I keep from singing?

Go in Peace to Love and Serve the Lord and One Another!