Dr. Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David ‎#249a

249a. When Isr'el, freed from Pharaoh's hand

1 When Isr'el, freed from Pharaoh's hand,
Left the proud tyrant, and his land,
The tribes with cheerful homage own
Their King, and Judah was his throne.

2 Across the deep their journey lay;
The deep divides to make them way:
Jordan beheld their march, and fled
With backward current to his head.

3 The mountains shook like frighted sheep,
Like lambs the little hillocks leap;
Not Sinai on her base could stand,
Conscious of sov'reign pow'r at hand.

4 What pow'r could make the deep divide?
Make Jordan backward roll his tide?
Why did ye leap, ye little hills?
And whence the fright that Sinai feels?

5 Let ev'ry mountain, ev'ry flood,
Retire and know th' approaching God,
The King of Isr'el: see him here!
Tremble thou earth, adore and fear.

6 He thunders, and all nature mourns,
The rock to standing pools he turns:
Flints spring with fountains at his word,
And fires and seas confess the Lord.

Text Information

• First Line: When Isr'el, freed from Pharaoh's hand
• Meter: L. M.
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1790
• Scripture:
  Psalm 114

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