Text: | Comfort derived from ancient providence; or, Israel delivered from Egypt, and brought to Canaan |
1 "How awful is thy chast'ning rod?"
(May thy own children say;)
"The great, the wise, the dreadful God!
"How holy is his way!
2 I'll meditate his works of old,
Who reigns in heav'n above,
I'll hear his ancient wonders told,
And learn to trust his love.
3 He saw the house of Joseph lie
With Egypt's yoke opprest;
Long he delay'd to hear their cry;
Nor gave his people rest.
4 The sons of pious Jacob seem'd
Abandon'd to their foes;
But his Almighty arm redeem'd
The nation whom he chose.
5 From slavish chains he sets them free,
They follow where he calls;
He bade them venture through the sea,
And made the waves their walls.
6 The waters saw thee, mighty God,
The waters saw thee come;
Backward they fled, and frighted stood,
To make thine armies room.
7 Strange was thy journey through the sea,
Thy footsteps, Lord, unknown;
Terrors attend the wondrous way
That brings thy mercies down.
[8 Thy voice with terror in the sound
Through clouds and darkness broke;
All heav'n in lightening shone around,
And earth with thunder shook.
9 Thine arrows through the skies were hurl'd;
How glorious is the Lord!
Surprize and trembling seiz'd the world,
And his own saints ador'd.
10 He gave them water from the rock;
And, safe by Moses' hand,
Through a dry desert led his flock
To Canaan's promis'd land.]
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First Line: | "How awful is thy chast'ning rod?" |
Title: | Comfort derived from ancient providence; or, Israel delivered from Egypt, and brought to Canaan |
Meter: | Common Metre |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1791 |
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Notes: | Second part |