ROSE RESIDENTS GIVE THANKS THIS THANKSGIVING

ROSE RESIDENTS HYMN THANKSGIVING BLESSINGS

Come, ye thankful people, come,
Raise the song of Harvest Home:
All is safely gathered in,
Ere the winter storms begin.
God, our Maker, will 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:
Grant, O harvest Lord 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;
Give his angels charge at last
In the fire the tares to cast,
But the fruitful ears to store
In his garner ever more.

Even so, Lord, quickly come
To Your final Harvest Home;
Gather now Your people in,
Free from sorrow, free from sin;
There, for ever purified,
In Your presence to abide:
Come, with all Your angels, come,
Raise the glorious Harvest Home!
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C3P0's Thanksgiving Praises:
“Thank the Maker...
..... for helping the Empire take over the Galaxy, for destroying the Jedi, for ruining Padme's life,
for forgetting all about me in Attack of the Clones, for building a giant space tennis ball to blow up planets and billions of their inhabitants.....
This oil bath is going to feel so good!”