P.CXIV. When Isra'l, freed from Pharoah's hand

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
Meter: L. M.
Language: English
Publication Date: 1816
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Topic: Miracles attending Israel's Journey
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