When Israel, freed from Pharaoh’s hand
Left the proud tyrant and his land
The tribes with cheerful homage own
Their king, and Judah was His throne
Across the deep their journey lay
The deep divides to make them way
Jordan beheld their march, and fled
With backward current to his head
The mountains shook like frighted sheep
Like lambs the little hillocks leap
Not Sinai on her base could stand
Conscious of sovereign power at hand
When Israel, freed from Pharaoh’s hand
Left the proud tyrant and his land
Across the deep their journey lay
The deep divides to make them way
What power could make the deep divide?
Make Jordan backward roll his tide?
Why did ye leap, ye little hills?
And whence the fright that Sinai feels?
Let every mountain, every flood
Retire and know th’approaching God
The King of Israel: see Him here
Tremble, thou earth, adore and fear
He thunders, and all nature mourns
The rock to standing pools He turns
Flints spring with fountains at His word
And fires and seas confess the Lord
The mountains shook like frighted sheep
Like lambs the little hillocks leap
Not Sinai on her base could stand
Conscious of sovereign power at hand
When Israel, freed from Pharaoh’s hand
Left the proud tyrant and his land
Across the deep their journey lay
The deep divides to make them way
Make them way