Saint Michael's Harvest Song

In autumn Saint Michael, with sword and with shield,
Passes over meadows and orchard and field.
He's on his way to battle 'gainst darkness and strife.
He is the heav'nly warrior, protector of life.

The harvest let us gather with Saint Michael's aid,
The light he sheddeth fails not, nor does it fade.
And when the corn is cut and the meadows are bare,
We'll don Saint Michael's armour and onward we'll fare.

We are Saint Michael's warriors with strong heart and mind,
We'll forge our way through darkness, Saint Michael to find.
And there he stands in glory; 'O, Saint Michael', we pray,
'Lead us into battle, and show us thy way'. **

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