See the corn again in ear, How the fields and valleys smile! Harvest now is drawing near, To repay the farmer's toil. Gracious Lord, secure the crop, Satisfy the poor with food: In Thy mercy is our hope, We have sinned, but Thou are good. Let the praise be all the Lord's, As the benefit is ours: He in season still affords Kindly heat and gentle showers. By His care the produce thrives, Waving o'er the furrowed lands; And when harvest-time arrives, Ready for the reaper stands. John Newton
Copied from my grandmother’s hymnal, Hymn Book, Methodist Episcopal Church, South: Nashville, TN, 1901, Hymn #714.
Note: The hymns in this hymnal are not titled. So when I do not know the hymn, I make up a title or simply use the first line.
Photo taken in Milton, FL, 2021