Praise to the Conqueror, praise to the Lord, Of those she sent forth in the hour of her pride? THOMAS Moore. Song at the Red Sea Exodus xv. I SING to Jehovah, who gloriously triumphs, The God of our fathers, the God of the free! For Jah is our strength, our song and salvation! The horse and his rider are drowned in the sea! The Lord is a warrior, His name is Jehovah! Thy right hand, O Lord! is exalted in might! Thou dashest in pieces the foes of Thy people! Thy wrath has consumed them and swept them to night! The chariots of Pharaoh, his captains and princes, The hosts of oppression, the legions of wrong, The blast of Thy nostrils with floods overwhelms them, And Israel shouts in her thunders of song! What God of the nations is like to Jehovah? The First Song of Moses I NOW shall the praises of the Lord be sung; Both horse and men into the sea he flung. My God, for whom I will a house prepare II Well knows the Lord to war what doth pertain, III Lord, by thy power thy right hand famous grows; Thy right hand, Lord, thy foe destroyéd hath; Thy glory thy opposers overthrows, And stubble-like consumes them in thy wrath. And up together did the waters flow; IV I will pursue them (their pursuer cried), I will o'ertake them, and the spoil enjoy; My lust upon them shall be satisfied; With sword unsheathed my hand shall them de stroy. Then from thy breath a gale of wind was sent; V Lord, who like thee among the Gods is there! In doing wonders, who can equal thee! VI Them by thy strength thou hast been pleased to bear Unto a holy dwelling place of thine; The nations at report thereof shall fear, And grieve shall they that dwell in Palestine. VII They shall be seizéd with a horrid fear. Stone-quiet thy right hand shall make them be, Till passéd over, Lord, thy people are; Till those pass over, that were brought by thee. For thou shalt make them to thy hill repair, And plant them there (O Lord) where thou art heir, E'en there where thou thy dwelling hast prepared, That holy place which thine own hands have reared. VIII The Lord shall ever and forever reign, His sovereignty shall never have an end: ܂ For when as Pharaoh did into the main With chariots and with horsemen, down descend, The Lord did back again the sea recall, And with those waters overwhelm'd them all. But through the very inmost of the same The seed of Israel safe and dry-shod came. GEORGE WITHER. Miriam H, for that day, that day of bliss entrancing When Israel stood, her night of bondage o'er. And leaped in heart to see no more advancing Egypt's dark host along the desert shore; For scarce a ripple now proclaimed where lay The boasting Pharaoh and his fierce array. Miriam! she silent stood, that sight beholding, And bowed with sacred awe her wondering head. Till lo! No more their hideous spoils withholding The depths indignant, spurned their buried dead; And all along that sad and vengeful coast Pale corpses lay, a monumental host. Miriam! She saw; then all to life, awaking, "Sing to the Lord," with a great voice she cried; "Sing to the Lord," their many timbrels shaking, Ten thousand ransomed hearts and tongues replied; While, leading on the dance in triumph long Thus the great Prophetess broke forth in song: "Oh, sing to the Lord, Sing his triumph right glorious; Sing his right arm victorious; The Lord hath thrown down "Man of war is the Lord And Jehovah is His name; We trusted his pillar Of cloud and of flame. "O Lord thou didst blow "I, too, will march onward' I shall soon overtake I, the spoil will divide I will kill' O my God! The depths fell at thy breath And like lead they went down In those waters of death. "But o'er us the soft wings The tidings shall hear, Shall wither with fear. "Thus brought in with triumph Safe planted and blessed On thy own holy mountain |