 They prayed earnestly in old England before they left her shores to venture to a new country. They prayed again in the little village of Scrooby under the leadership of their faithful pastor, John Robertson. And they prayed often as they plowed through the angry Atlantic waves as the fall and early winter threatened their lives. Touching Plymouth Rock, their first act was to kneel in prayer to Almighty God for a continuation of blessing. Every town meeting in New England in the early days of our national history began with fervent prayer to Almighty God.