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Hark to the shriekings of their agony ! Lo , horse and rider , car and charioteer , HurJ'd in the earthquake of the billows high—No God to hear ! Vain the mad outcries of their dying fear—Deliverer , hail !
A King with all his War ! Wherefore , Dark Piles ! doth Pharaoh build a Tomb , Whose bones shall whiten , with his broken car , Deep in the Red-Sea ' s womb ? Safe on the shore the Seed of Promise stand—Their Glory fights their battles in the Deep ! With undrawn swords they see the Memphian band Sleep the dread sleep , While their God leads the charging waters'
sweep—Aven g er , hail ! Wanderings of many years ! The herbless Desert spreads its sands around I hear the taunts , I see the hopeless tears— . Streams from the cleft rock sound ! The palm—the ostrich—and the camel ' s bell , Tinkling the tawny boundlessness along ! The white Tent-City round the Oracle ,
Whence the Lord ' s song In a strange land swells from the pilgrim-throng—Upholder , hail ! Mountains on fire with God ! Lo , labouring Sinai travails with its awe ! The eternal rocks with burning earthquakes nod—Forth goes the Fiery Law ! A pile of darkness and a peak of fire ,
Beneath the Bower of the Heavens descending ! Hear the seraphic trumpets nigh and nigher . With thunders blending , And in a still small Voice the dreadful chorus ending—Appaller , hail ! Murmurs of Prornis'd Streams !
But oh those Streams roll crimson'd dark with slaughter ! A Land , that flows with milk and honey , gleams Beside yon pa ] rn y Water ! Young Nile of Canaan ! dear thy voice shall be , When Israel ' s sword the summer sheaf shall reap , When the bent spear shall prune the vineyard tree , And none shall weep Through all the happy land where those blue murmurings creep — Peace-Giver , haiJ !
A Shepherd on a Throne—He quits the sheep-hook for the rod and sword Champion and Father of his people shewn , Judah ' s all-kingly lord !
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298 Song of Moses .
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Monthly Repository (1806-1838) and Unitarian Chronicle (1832-1833), May 2, 1830, page 298, in the Nineteenth-Century Serials Edition (2008; 2018) ncse.ac.uk/periodicals/mruc/issues/vm2-ncseproduct2584/page/10/
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