How the Waters Came to Be
by Rev. Wm. E. Ashton, ADF
In a time long ago, when the deep darkness swirled,
The Cosmos and order had not yet unfurled
There was nothing but Chaos, not even our world
At the time of the seething waters
It was from the deep waters, the Ancient Wise say
That the land then rose up, bright and early one day
And that Land, it expanded
Raw, new, and unbranded
And here it appeared, afloat in the fray.
With all this commotion, the Serpent of Deep
Was finally awakened from eternal deep sleep.
What did it want? Why on earth was it here?
The newborn land shook, and trembled in fear!
Its black eyes were awful, reflecting the dark
Its three heads more fearsome then a great hungry shark!
Surrounding the land, and locking back waters
Like an old farmer does, with his three fabled daughters.
Deep into his lair, the waters were jailed
Socked away, hidden, absconded, and veiled.
He knew nothing of ghosti, just take, take, take, take…
Screaming in sorrow, the dry land did ache.
It was then in the heavens above the dry land,
That the Thunderer heard all Her suffering firsthand,
And sprung into action, his club in his hand.
Down from the Heavens, like a bolt from the sky,
His battle-cry dreadful, he appeared from most high.
Facing the Serpent, his lightning did swing,
Laying waste to three heads of the horrible thing.
Then unbinding the waters, and quenching the land,
Did the Thunderer do, by his own divine hand.
Fertile green growth once again did appear,
And has remained with us, for year after year.
by Rev. Wm. E. Ashton, ADF
In a time long ago, when the deep darkness swirled,
The Cosmos and order had not yet unfurled
There was nothing but Chaos, not even our world
At the time of the seething waters
It was from the deep waters, the Ancient Wise say
That the land then rose up, bright and early one day
And that Land, it expanded
Raw, new, and unbranded
And here it appeared, afloat in the fray.
With all this commotion, the Serpent of Deep
Was finally awakened from eternal deep sleep.
What did it want? Why on earth was it here?
The newborn land shook, and trembled in fear!
Its black eyes were awful, reflecting the dark
Its three heads more fearsome then a great hungry shark!
Surrounding the land, and locking back waters
Like an old farmer does, with his three fabled daughters.
Deep into his lair, the waters were jailed
Socked away, hidden, absconded, and veiled.
He knew nothing of ghosti, just take, take, take, take…
Screaming in sorrow, the dry land did ache.
It was then in the heavens above the dry land,
That the Thunderer heard all Her suffering firsthand,
And sprung into action, his club in his hand.
Down from the Heavens, like a bolt from the sky,
His battle-cry dreadful, he appeared from most high.
Facing the Serpent, his lightning did swing,
Laying waste to three heads of the horrible thing.
Then unbinding the waters, and quenching the land,
Did the Thunderer do, by his own divine hand.
Fertile green growth once again did appear,
And has remained with us, for year after year.
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