Tuesday, May 13, 2008

First Landing Day

401 years ago, today, English settlers sponsored by a private company landed on the shores of Virginia and claimed the land for the Lord Jesus Christ.

The Providence of God at Jamestown

By Miss Melody Seppi

There once was a day when the truth was not told.

The four hundredth year of America - it was,

Experts wanted to forget Jamestown history,

“Certainly not laud it,” they said

“For a holocaust and lynching it was.”

There rose up a man, Douglas Phillips by name.

He told us that the legacy of the father

Is the heritage of the son.

And wondrous providences

The Lord had wrought in men of old:

Hakluyt, Smith and Sandys.

Midway through, on the 11th of June

There came together four thousand, young and old,

To Virginia, that Old Dominion state

“Sic semper tryanus” was it’s motto

A women with a despot a’foot, it’s seal.

They came to hear the glorious deeds of God recounted,

That their children might place their hope in God.

The end of the week found the hosts

At the home of Harrison Tyler a descendant of

Our 10th President, John Tyler who descended from

John Rolfe and his bride Lady Rebecca.

The heavens were thundering as the children

Shouted joyful HUZZAS to the King of Kings.

As we all were led by Master Charlie Zahm

In Be Thou My Vision, that hymn of yore

The Ebenezer stone was unveiled,

The time capsule laid by

Under the stone 2107

Thus far has the Lord helped us.

There was in the historic triangle a treasure hunt.

Four hundred gold coins was the prize.

A hundred there were who persevered,

The Jamestown 400 they were called.

There were three who finalists were,

Mrs. Ivey, Mrs. Donovan and Miss Thomas.

The final day came with much trepidation,

And by these three were picked,

The spade, grave and cipher.

The keys and chest were dug,

On the stage the trio stood to see whose key would fit.

Mrs. Donovan and Ivey their keys tried, but

There fell the lot to Miss Melanie Thomas and

With tears of joy the lid laid back,

For His Honor and Glory it was.

On the wings of the morn, came the Lord’s day,

Under the big tent, the remnant sang with much joy

The Pilgrim Psalm, The Old Hundredth:

Shout to Jehovah all the earth,

Serve ye Jehovah with gladness,

Enter his gates with singing mirth,

Know that Jehovah He God is…

Finis

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