"O give thanks unto the Lord, for He is good, for His mercy endureth for ever" — Psalm 107:1
Γ Thanksgiving π¦π½️π✝️Poem 2025
Through windswept seas the Pilgrims sailed ⛵ with trembling hearts yet unassailed by fear that tried to pull them down, they sought God's grace π️ & Heaven's crown π.
Upon the rock of Plymouth shore they knelt in prayer π to Him once more, for winter's cold had bowed them low, yet Christ ✝️ would guide where they must go. With hunger fierce & sickness near they clung to faith instead of fear, they trusted God with every breath & praised His name in life & death☝️
Then Squanto came with gentle hand to teach the ways of this new land, he showed them how the corn π½could grow & where the sweetest streams would flow π️. Some tribes came forth with peace & care, with open hearts ❤️ & food to share, yet others watched with wary eyes, for old distrust could still arise. But still that feast π¦π½️of harvest day brought thanks to God in humble way, for every gift His love had shown & every seed π± the Lord had grown.
More Dutch soon came with dreams renewed, with hopes & prayer & fortitude, they worked the soil π¨πΎπ©πΎwith steady might & thanked the Lord for guiding light. Then Germans, Scots, the Irish too, Italians with their courage true, all searching for a place to stand & raise their children in this land.
Each brought a voice, each brought a song π π π΅, each learned to praise God all lifelong, for every trial He helped them through & every dawn with mercies new
Thru centuries the custom spread as tables π½️wide with bounty fed, from cabins warm to bustling towns where blessings π rose like harvest crowns. As families family gathered hand in hand across the towns of this broad land, they bowed to Christ with grateful hearts & thanked Him for His wondrous parts in making fields & forests π² grand & holding them within His hand
"Then Butterball rose in modern days, a name that Leo Peters gave.
He coined it with inventive cheer & soon it spread both far & near."
And turkeys π¦π§chilled & turkeys brined filled homes with fragrance well designed, with laughter π bright & prayerful song π»π₯as grateful families got along.
With years rolled on came football π cheer on glowing screens πΊ each thankful year, as crowds π️ would shout & players run beneath the sky God shaped the sun. Yet still the church ⛪ bells hum their call to feed the hungry, one & all, for Christ commands with gentle plea to serve the poor & set them free π️. So kitchens warm with pots π¨π³ & pans give meals π₯ͺπ₯§π to struggling fellow man, with volunteers in lines so long who raise their voices in thankful song
Today as leaves ππ of amber fall we give our thanks to Lord of all, for freedom's gift & mercy's way & every breath of every day.
For Pilgrims brave & friendly guides, for all who walked thru storms ⛈️& tidesπ, for faith that held through trials grim & every prayer we lift to Him.
So let our hearts in chorus say that Christ is Lord in every way, with gratitude our spirits sing for all the blessings He doth bring ππ✝️πΊπΈ☝️π