Remembering the spirit, courage, and faith of the Christians who came to America on the Mayflower. During their first harsh winter here, half of their people died. The survivors remained steadfast in their new land of refuge which allowed them to worship God freely. Squanto and other friendly Indians helped them plant and raise corn, and other crops so that the following year, the Plymouth colonists had a plentiful harvest. In gratitude to God they celebrated three days of "thanksgiving" for their harvest.
Thank you, Lord, for your provision in every area of our lives.
"FIVE KERNELS OF CORN" by Hezekiah Butterworth
'Twas the year of the famine in Plymouth of old,
The ice and the snow from the thatched roofs had rolled;
Through the warm purple skies steered the geese o'er the seas,
And the woodpeckers tapped in the clocks of the trees;
And the boughs on the slopes to the south winds lay bare,
and dreaming of summer, the buds swelled in the air.
The pale Pilgrims welcomed each reddening morn;
There were left but for rations Five Kernels of Corn.
Five Kernels of Corn!
Five Kernels of Corn!
But to Bradford a feast were Five Kernels of Corn!
"The raven's gift eat and be humble and pray,
A new light is breaking and Truth leads your way;
One taper a thousand shall kindle; rejoice
That to you has been given the wilderness voice!"
O Bradford of Austerfield, daring the wave,
And safe through the sounding blasts leading the brave,
Of deeds such as thine was the free nation born,
And the festal world sings the "Five Kernels of Corn."
Five Kernels of Corn!
Five Kernels of Corn!
The nation gives thanks for Five Kernels of Corn!
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