Lincoln County times. (Jerome, Idaho) 1911-1919, 1917-11-22
PRAISE The LORD!"
Thanksgiving Song in Bos-
ton Harbor Rings in
the Ears Today.


Through five times fifty years
When Winthrop's fleet from Yarmouth
crept
Out 10 the open main,
And through the widening waters swept.
In April sun and rain
pray to the Lord with fervent lips"
The leader shouted, Pray"
And prayer arose from all the ships
AS faded Yarmouth bay.
They passed the Scilly isles that day.
And May-days came, and June,
And thrice upon the ocean lay
The full CRIB of the moon.
And as that day. on Yarmouth bay.
Ere England sunk from view.
While yet the ripping Solent lay
In April skies of blue.
Pray to the Lord with fervent lips"
Each morn was shouted. pray"
And prayer arose from all the ships.
As first in Yarmouth bay;
Blew warm the breeze DER western seas.
Through Maytime morns, and June.
Till hailed these souls the Isles of Shoals.
Low meath the summer moon;
And as Cape Ann arose to view,
And Norman's Woe they passed.
The wood-doves came the white mists
through.
And circled round each mast
Pray to the Lord with fervent lips"
Then called the leader, pray"
And prayer arose from all the ships.
AS first in Yarmouth bay.
Above the sea the hill-tops fair
Gods towers-began to rise,
And odors rare breathe through the air,
Like balms of Paradise
Through burning skies the cspreys flew.
And near the pine-cooled shores
Danced airy boat and thin canoe,
To flash of sunlit oars.
pray to the Lord with fervent lips
The leader shouted, Pray"
Then prayer arose. and all the ships
Sailed into Boston bay.
The white wings folded, anchors down,
The sea-worn fleet In line,
Fair rose the hills where Boston town
Should rise from clouds of pine;
Fair was the harbor summit-walled.
And placid lay the sea.
praise we the Lord" the leader called;
praise We the Lord" spake he.
"Give thanks to God with fervent lips.
Give thanks to God today"
The anthem rose from all the ships.
Safe moored in Boston bay.
Praise We the Lordr Primeval woods
First heard the ancient song
And summer hills and solitudes
The echoes rolled along.
The Red Cross flag of England blew
Above the fleet that day,
While Shawmut's triple peaks in view
| In amber hazes lay.
praise we the Lord with fervent lips.
Praise we the Lord today"
The anthem rose from all the ships
| Safe moored in Boston bay.
The Arabella leads the song
The Mayfiower sings below,
That erst the Pilgrims bore along
The Plymouth reefs of snow.
OH never be that psalm forgot
no &c hn
When Winthrop sang, and Endicott.
And Saltonstall, that day;
praise we the Lord with fervent lips
Praise we the Lord today"
And praise arose from all the ships.
Like prayers in Yarmouth bay.
That psalm our fathers sang we sing,
That psalm of peace and wars.
While DER our heads unfolds its wing
The flag of forty stars
And while the nation finds a tongue
For nobler gifts to pray.
Twill ever sing the song they sung
That first Thank sgiving day:
praise We the Lord with fervent lips
Praise We the Lord today
So rose the song from all the ships,
Safe moored in Boston bay
Our fathers prayers have changed t
psalms,
AS David's treasures old
Turned. on the Temples giant arms,
To lily-work of gold.
Ho, vanished ships from Yarmouth's tide
Ho, ships of Boston bay,
Your prayers have crossed the centurie
wide
To this Thanksgiving day
We pray to God with fervent lips,
We praise the Lord today.
AS prayers arose from Yarmouth ship
) But psalms from Boston bay.
, -Hezekiah Butterworth.