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The Murmurers a poem.
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there Their monstrous teeth they gnash their monstrous eye-balls glare Look back glad Israel now thou' rt safely o'er And see all Egypt stretch'd around the shore On every Sand and Rock expos'd they lay And all their Riches left a second Prey Now more deform'd than even by Nature made Whilst a dead Pale did their old Black invade Grasping a Javelin here 's a Carcass seen With the same face the same fierce angry mien With which he dy'd there stretch'd upon the Sand Another lies with threatning eyes and hand Who grin'd imperfect Murmurs as he fell And thro the hissing Ocean sunk to Hell. And now on Mother Nature's firmer Land The mighty Leader of the chosen Band Safely arriv'd with grateful Heart and Tongue Thus he and thus deliver'd Israel sung HYmns of praise glad Israel sing To our Saviour and our King. Make your Songs and make your Boasts Of the glorious Lord of Hosts Who triumphantly does ride Over conquer'd Egypt's pride From his Chariot in the Cloud He beholds and scorns the proud Down the thundring Horses fall Down the Rider Horse and all And their Rendezvouzes keep In the bosom of the Deep Thou Jehova art our King Thou our strength and thee we 'll sing Thou our God alone shalt be Our Salvation's only thee To thee we 'll lofty Temples raise And ever sing Jehovas's praise Show his Acts and mighty Powers Our Fathers God as well as ours In our God we 'll make our boasts Our God alone 's the Lord of Hosts That 's his name by which he 's known That 's his name and his alone Pharao's Chariots Egypt's Pride And all their Host are scatter'd wide On the barren Beach they 'r cast On the Rocks in pieces dash'd Whilst their mangled Limbs and Gore Double-dye the sanguine shore Down they like a Mill-stone fell Down they sunk as deep as Hell. Worlds of Water drive away And shut out the distant day Wide and â—ast is thy Command Glorious Lord is thy right â—and Thy right hand thy Foes sure sate Crush'd beneath its vengeful weight All thy vain relucting Foes Soon thy mighty Arm o'erthrows All that stubble dare engage To meet and fight thy fâ—ry rage Soon must all their Strength expire Who wrestle with consuming Fire The Voice of God the Waves can stay His Voice the trembling Waves obey Equal with the Cliffs on shore Their solid Mountains break no more Heaps on heaps they climb and rise Till they reach the leaning Skies Liquid Marble's solid grown And all the Sea one Crystal stone Sure the Foe did Conquest make Thus he boasted thus he spake I 'll pursue and I 'll o'ertake I ll the trembling spoil divide Glut my Lust and glut my Pride I my conqu'ring Sword will draw That my Iustice that my Law. Drunk with Blood the Glutton shall Smite destroy devour 'em all Ah how weak must Mortals be When they dare conâ—â—nd with thee Thou a thousand Rods canst find And they are weaker thâ—n the Wind. Thou did'st cause thy Wind to blow And thou didst cause thy Sea's o'erflow Down like Lead i' th' Waves they fell Down they sunk as deep as Hell. Who o' th' Gods compar'd can be Who O Lord is like to thee Thee thy groveling 〈◊〉 confess Glorious in thy Holiness Awful in that praise we give To him we cannot see and live Since ev'n the Seraph when he sings Veils his Face with both his Wings Nature knows thy dread right hand And obeys her Lord's Command Nor content the greedy Waves In their dark Wombs to make their Graves Further down they roll the Slaves Under Earths unfathom'd Cell Where the Mother Waters dwell Where horrid Night her Court does keep Among the Fountains of the Deep But in mercy forth thou 'st led That dear Flock which thou hast fed From the shades of â—anging Night Brought 'em out to lovely Light And shalt guide by thy right hand To their bless'd their promis'd Land Whilst the Nations round shall hear Shook with grief and froze with fear Thee proud Realm of Palestin And all the Anakims therein Edom's Dukes in vain shall claim Their Warlike Fathers mighty name They and Moab's Heroes too Amaz'd both know not what to do Whilst thy curs'd Offspring Canaan run And melt as Snow before the Sun Fear and dread their Arms shall charm By the greatness of thy Arm Till as Stones or Lead they lye While thy chosen Folk pass by While they pass unsprinkled o'er To wondring Jordan's distant shore Them thou'lt bring and them advance To thine own Inheritance To those paths by Abraham trod In the holy Mount of God In the place which thou hast made In the Cherub's golden shade Where thou dost delight to dwell And bless thy own lov'd Israel In that Sanctuary where Thou with a peculiar care Scatter'st Blessings wide and fast Blessings which shall ever last Blessings which shall still remain And last as long as thou shalt reign And with glad Omens now the chosen Seed For happy Canaan's blissful Regions speed The Way but short the Road direct and fair Wine Oyl and Milk and Honey wait 'em there Trophies and Laurels and a fertile Soil The wish'd Reward of all their former Toil. What can obstruct 'em now the Egyptian Host Pharao and all his Army 's broke and lost For that rank Diet Egypt wou'd afford Those Onions which defil'd and spread their Board From Heaven's own Table they were now maintain'd And round their Tents celestial Manna rain'd Manna that gustful that miraculous meat That best that wondrous Food which Angels eat Pure and sincere no relish of gross Earth The taste th' effects confess its heav'nly birth No Pains from hence no sad Diseases flow As from our drossy mortal Food below Enough for all enough for none to wast And still agreeable to every Taste The Quintessence of all that 's good and sweet Noble or high or grateful in it meet The News the Heathen Nations did confound And scatter'd Terror far and wide around Israel in Safety dwelt in Peace and Bliss Moses their Leader as an Angel his What further cou'd their Happiness destroy Allay their Pleasure or disturb their Joy When the long-wish'd long-promis'd Time appears And brought in decent Ranks the harness'd Years Heav'n is their Friend obsequious Earth bows low To be their Slave None but themselves their Foe On cluster'd Iordan's Rivage now they stand And just beyond survey blest Canaan's Land. Rivers of Honey and of Nectar glide Along the laughing Fields and by their side Here creep sweet Flow'rs there climbs the lofty Vine Whose ponderous Grapes are big with generous Wine Here trembling Nations on their Knees await Those Masters long before decreed by Fate O Joy O Glory Warriors noble Pride When Israel's Sons o'er captive Kings shall ride Them at Megiddo or at Iabesh meet And crush their stubborn Necks beneath their Feet Scarce is their choice to dye or to obey Sihon and Og already lead the way But ah too