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Hymnal: Dr. Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #249a (1790) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 When Isr'el, 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 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 th' 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. Scripture: Psalm 114 Languages: English
When Isr'el, freed from Pharaoh's hand