Several Occasions.
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On Sion's holy Hill he took his Stand,
Grasping Omnipotence in his right Hand;
Then mighty Earthquakes rock'd the Ground,
And the Sun darken'd as he frown'd:
He dealt Affliction from his Van,
And wild Confusion from his Rear;
They thro' the Tents of Cushan ran,
The Tents of Cushan quak'd with Fear,
And Midian trembled with Despair.
I see! his Sword wave naked in the Air;
It sheds around a baleful Ray,
The Rains pour down, the Lightnings play,
And on their Wings vindictive Thunders bear.
Grasping Omnipotence in his right Hand;
Then mighty Earthquakes rock'd the Ground,
And the Sun darken'd as he frown'd:
He dealt Affliction from his Van,
And wild Confusion from his Rear;
They thro' the Tents of Cushan ran,
The Tents of Cushan quak'd with Fear,
And Midian trembled with Despair.
I see! his Sword wave naked in the Air;
It sheds around a baleful Ray,
The Rains pour down, the Lightnings play,
And on their Wings vindictive Thunders bear.
III.
When thro' the mighty Flood,
He led the murmuring Croud,
What ail'd the Rivers that they backward fled?
Why was the mighty Flood afraid?
When thro' the mighty Flood,
He led the murmuring Croud,
What ail'd the Rivers that they backward fled?
Why was the mighty Flood afraid?
March'd
