1 When Israel, 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 power 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 every mountain every flood
Retire and know th' 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 Israel, freed from Pharaoh's hand |
Title: | Miracles attending Israel's journey |
Meter: | Long Metre |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1791 |
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Notes: | Public Domain. |