Psalm CXIV

When Israel by Jehovah call'd     From Egypt's hostile plain,     Pour'd forth in numbers as the Sand     And sought the adjacent main:     Then God descended from on high     To lead the favour'd Race     To rule o'er Jacob, & his Name     In Judah's Tribe to place.     The Sea at their approach alarm'd     In wild amazement fled     And Jordan's flood was driven back     Within it's fountainhead.     The Mountains from their basis shook     Confess'd the Parent God!     With sudden throws like Rams they skipp'd     And broken, fell abroad.     The little Hills by the same power     Were from their Center torn     Like Lambs resistless they gave way     In Tumult wild, upborn.     Ye Waves what strange amazement, say,     Seiz'd on you that you fled?     Thou Jordan too! On Israel's march,     Why driven to thy Head?     Ye Mountains whence this sudden fright     That shook you from your base?     And whence, ye little Hills, your flight     From Israel's chosen Race?     Tremble thou Earth! Jehovah leads,     And guards the might Host!     That God, who by his awful Word,     Commands the Stream to flow     From flinty Rocks; & pouring thence,     To form the Lake below.