Free trader-journal. (Ottawa, Ill.) 1916-1920, 1917-11-28
PRAISE THEL0R
Thanksgiving Song in BOs-
ton HarbOr Rings in
the Ears Today.

san rises on our ears
l. Bone from tile hills uf Boston
bay
Through i've times nifty Years.
Nhen WintAfop's fiett from Yarmouth
crcpi
Out tu III opru main
mi through The widening waters swept.
~ Aptd san and rain
Pray "a the Lord VITA frrvent Hus %
The leader shouted PRAY"
Ana prayer arose from AN tn, sl.it,s
As faded NaEmoGth bay
They passed the ScilIy isles that day.
And May-days came aud June.
Ana thrite upon the ocean lay
The fun orb ~ The Noon
And as that duy. ON Yarmouth bay.
Ere England sunk from view.
ole yet the ripping SoleLt lay
IN Aprl skies Of blue
Pray To the l.ord with ferv.ut lbs g."
Each morn was shouted pray
Ana PRAYER arose .iulu all .ite sl.ips
As first in Yarmouth bay.
he warm the breeze Ger western seas
through Muytine igorns. and June
I'LL hailed 'hese souls Tie Isles Of Shoals
TO" heatlt he summer moon.
Ana as cape Ann arose to view.
Ani NormAn's Woe they passed
|hc wood-doFea came the Wte mists
through
And circled raurd each mast
Pray To the Lord with fervent lips"
Then called the leader. "PruY."
And PRAYER aros, from all the ships,
As first in Yarmouth bay
Above the sea the hill-tops fair
Gods towers began to rise.
Ana odors fare breathe through TIE air.
Like ba.Hs ~ Paradise
Through burning skies the ospreys flew
Ana near the pine-cooled shorea
'aH'ed airy boat and thin canoe.
To Hash of sunlit oars
Pray 70 the Lord with ferveut lips"
The leader shouted. PRAY"
linen prayer arose, ana all tie 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;
FAR was the harbor, summt-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 shlps,
Safe lnoored in Boston bay
Praise We the Lord" prlmeval woods
First heard the ancient song.
Ana summer hi Is and solltudes
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 Mayflower sings below.
lIiu 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 Endlcott.
And saltonstsll that dav:
Praise We the Lord with fervent Inns.
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 lts wing
The flag Of forty stnrs
And while the nation finds n tongue
For nobler gifts to pray.
Twill ever sing the song they sung
That first Thanksgiving dav:
Praise We the Lord with fervent lps.
Praise We the Lord today"
So rose the song from all the ships.
Safe moored In Boston bay.
Our fathers prayers have changed to
psalms.
AZ Dayid's treasures old
Turned ON the Temples giant arms,
TO ily-work Of gold
no. vanished ships from Yarmouths tide.
iio ships Of Boston bay.
Your prayers have crossed the centuries
wide
To this Thanksgiving dayl
We pray to God with fetvent lips.
We praise the Lord today
As prayers arose from Yarmouth shlps,
Bni psalms from Boston bay.
-iiezekiah Butterworth