The Owosso times. (Owosso, Mich.) 1897-1926, 1917-11-23
PRAISE THE LORD!'
Thanksgiving Song in Bos
ton Harbor Rings in
the Ears Today.

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Out to 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 ScilIy isles that day,
And May-days came, and June.
And thrice upon the ocean lay
The full orb or 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
TIL 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 circied 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 ospreys flew.
And near the pinc-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 ye the Lord" the leader called:
Praise ye 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 ye the Lord" 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 neet that day,
While Shawmuts triple peaks In view
In amber hazes lay.
Praise ye the Lord with fervent lips.
Praise We the Lord today"
The anthem rose from all the ships
Safe moored in Boston bay. d" '-'
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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
That rose DER Boston bay.
When Winthrop sang. and Endicott,
And Saltonstall, that day;
''Praise we the Lord with fervent lips,
Praise We the Lord today"
t 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 o'er 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 Thanksgiving day:
Praise ye the Lord with fervent lips
Praise ye the Lord today"
So rose the song from all the ships,
Safe moored in Boston bay.
Our fathers prayers have changed to
psalms,
AS David's treasures old
Turned. on the Temples giant arms,
To lily-work Of gold.
Ho! vanished ships from Yarmouth's tide,
Hol ships of Boston bay,
Your prayers have crossed the centuries
wide
To this Thanksgiving day!
We pray to God with fervent lips,
We praise the Lord today,
AS prayers arose from Yarmouth ships,
But psalms from Boston bay.
-Hezekiah Butterworth.