Classic Poem

When Israel left th' Egyptian land,
Freed from a tyrannous command,
God His own people sanctified,
And He Himself became their Guide.
Th' amazed seas, this seeing, fled,
And Jordan shrunk into his head.
The cloudy mountains skipp'd like rams,
The little hills like frisking lambs.
Recoiling seas, what caus'd your dread?
Why, Jordan, shrunk'st thou to thy head?
Why, mountains, did you skip like rams?
And why, you little hills, like lambs?
Earth, tremble thou before His Face,
Before the God of Jacob's race;
Who turn'd hard rocks into a lake,
When springs from flinty entrails brake.