Fair waved the golden corn
in Canaan's pleasant land,
when full of joy, some shining morn,
went forth the reaper-band.

To God so good and great
their cheerful thanks they pour;
then carry to his temple-gate
the choicest of their store.

Like Israel, Lord, we give
our earliest fruits to thee,
and pray that, long as we shall live,
we may thy children be.

In wisdom let us grow,
as years and strength are given,
that we may serve thy Church below,
and join thy saints in heaven.