1 When Isr'el, freed from Pharaoh’s hand,
Left the proud tyrant and his land,
The tribes with chearful 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 the 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.
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First Line: | When Isr'el, freed from Pharoah's hand |
Title: | Miracles attending Israel's Journey |
Meter: | Long Metre |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1780 |
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Notes: | Public Domain. |