Classic Poem

In Jacob he hath not seen evil or guile
Nor in Israel perversness his truth to defile
Their Lord & their God these good tidings doth bring
& behold in their camps are the shouts of a king
God brought them from Egypt from bondage & ill
& he is as strong as a unicorn still
There is no enchantment can Jacob alarm
& Israel there's no divinations to harm
Of Jacob & Israel said it shall be
What hath God wrought that his people are free
Behold like a lion the people shall rise
& like a young lion the nations surprise
He shall not lie down till he eat of the prey
& drink of the blood of the slain in his way
Balak said unto Balaam I see they are free
Neither curse them nor bless them but hearken to me.
Balaam answered Balak have I not swore
That what the Lord said I must do & no more?
Then Balak to Balaam—come with me I pray thee
Peradventure 't'will please God to curse them for thee
Then he took him toward Jeshimon, to the top of mount peor
& built seven altars as wont' said the seer
Seven bullocks & rams for the Lord are requir'd
& Balak did all that the prophet desired