1 When Israel, 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 the Base cou'd stand,
Conscious of Sovereign Pow'r at Hand.
4 What Pow'r cou'd 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.
Text Information | |
---|---|
First Line: | When Israel freed from Pharoah's Hand |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1737 |
Scripture: |