1 When Isra'l, 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 power 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 the approaching God,
The King of Israel: 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.
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First Line: | When Isra'l, freed from Pharoah's hand |
Title: | Miracles attending Israel's Journey |
Meter: | Long Metre |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1793 |
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