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A SONG OF MOSES AND THE ISRAELITES, FOR THEIR DELIVERANCE OUT OF EGYPT.
The xv. Chap. of Exodus.
I will sing praise unto the Lord for aie,
Who hath triumphed gloriously alone,
The horse and rider he hath overthrowen,
And swallowed up even in the raging sea.
Who hath triumphed gloriously alone,
The horse and rider he hath overthrowen,
And swallowed up even in the raging sea.
He is my strength, he is my song of praise,
He is the God of my salvation.
A Temple will I build to him alone,
I will exalt my fathers God alwaies.
He is the God of my salvation.
A Temple will I build to him alone,
I will exalt my fathers God alwaies.
The Lord Jehovah is a man of warre,
Pharao, his chariots, and his mightie hoste
Were by his hand in the wilde waters lost,
His Captaines drowned in red Sea so farre,
Pharao, his chariots, and his mightie hoste
Were by his hand in the wilde waters lost,
His Captaines drowned in red Sea so farre,
Into the bottom there they sanke like stones,
The mightie depthes our enemies devour,
Thy owne right hand is gloorious in thy power,
Thy owne right hand hath bruised al their bones.
The mightie depthes our enemies devour,
Thy owne right hand is gloorious in thy power,
Thy owne right hand hath bruised al their bones.
And in thy glorie thou subverted hast
The rebels rising to resist thy power,
Thou sentst thy wrath which shall them all devour,
Even as the fire doth the stubble wast.
The rebels rising to resist thy power,
Thou sentst thy wrath which shall them all devour,
Even as the fire doth the stubble wast.
And with a blast out of thy nostrilles
The flowing flood stood still as any stone,
The waters were congealed all in one,
And firme and sure as any rockes or hilles.
The flowing flood stood still as any stone,
The waters were congealed all in one,
And firme and sure as any rockes or hilles.
The furious foe so vainly vaunteth stil,
And voweth to pursue with endlesse toile,
And not returne til he have got the spoile,
With fire and sword they wil destroy and kill.
And voweth to pursue with endlesse toile,
And not returne til he have got the spoile,
With fire and sword they wil destroy and kill.
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Thou sentst the wind which overwhelm'd them all,
The surging seas came sousing in againe,
As in the water, so with might and maine,
Like lead, unto the bottome downe they fall.
The surging seas came sousing in againe,
As in the water, so with might and maine,
Like lead, unto the bottome downe they fall.
Oh mightie Lord, who may with thee compare?
Amongst the Gods I find none like to thee:
Whose glorie's in holines, whose feares in praises be,
Whose chiefe delights in working woonders are.
Amongst the Gods I find none like to thee:
Whose glorie's in holines, whose feares in praises be,
Whose chiefe delights in working woonders are.
Thou stretchest out thy right and holy arme,
And presently the earth did them devour:
And thou wilt bring us by thy mightie power,
As thou hast promist without further harme.
And presently the earth did them devour:
And thou wilt bring us by thy mightie power,
As thou hast promist without further harme.
And for thy people (Lord) thou shalt provide,
A place and seat of quietnesse and rest:
The nations all with feare shall be opprest,
And Palestina quake for all her pride.
A place and seat of quietnesse and rest:
The nations all with feare shall be opprest,
And Palestina quake for all her pride.
The Dukes of Edom shal hang downe the head,
The Moabites shall tremble then for feare,
The Cananites in presence shall appeare,
Like unto men whose fainting heartes were dead,
The Moabites shall tremble then for feare,
The Cananites in presence shall appeare,
Like unto men whose fainting heartes were dead,
And feare and dread shall fall on them alas,
Because thou helpest with thy mighty hand:
So stil as stones amazed they shal stand,
Oh mightie Lord, while thine elect doo passe.
Because thou helpest with thy mighty hand:
So stil as stones amazed they shal stand,
Oh mightie Lord, while thine elect doo passe.
And thou shalt bring thy chosen and elect,
Unto the mount of thine inheritance:
A place prepared thy people to advance,
A Sanctuary there thou shalt erect,
Unto the mount of thine inheritance:
A place prepared thy people to advance,
A Sanctuary there thou shalt erect,
Which thou (oh Lord) establish'd hast therefore,
And there thy name shal raigne for evermore.
And there thy name shal raigne for evermore.
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