Why fled the ocean? And why skipp'd the mountains? Oh, let us his praises tell, Who doth the wrathful tyrants quell; For his, &c. Who, with his miracles, doth make Amazed heaven and earth to shake : For his, &c. Who, by his wisdom, did create The painted heavens so full of state; For his, &c. Who did the solid earth ordain To rise above the watery plain; For his, &c. Who, by his all-commanding might, Did fill the new-made world with light; For his, &c. And caused the golden-tressed sun All the day long his course to run; For his, &c. The horned moon to shine by night, He, with his thunder-clasping hand, And, in despite of Pharaoh fell, He brought from thence his Israel; For his, &c. The ruddy waves he cleft in twain Of the Erythræan main ; For his, &c. The floods stood still, like walls of glass, While the Hebrew bands did pass ; For his, &c. But full soon they did devour The tawny king with all his power; For his, &c. His chosen people he did bless In the wasteful wilderness; For his, &c. In bloody battle he brought down For his, &c. He foil'd bold Seon and his host, That ruled the Amorrean coast; For his, &c. And large-limb'd Og he did subdue, With all his over-hardy crew; For his, &c. And, to his servant Israel, He gave their land therein to dwell; For his, &c. He hath, with a piteous eye, For his, &c. And freed us from the slavery Of the invading enemy; For his, &c. All living creatures he doth feed, And with full hand supplies their need; |