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A paraphrase on the Book of Job

As likewise on the Songs of Moses, Deborah, David: On Four Select Psalms: Some Chapters of Isaiah, and the Third Chapter of Habakkuk. By Sir Richard Blackmore
  

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THE Song of MOSES PARAPHRAS'D.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
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THE Song of MOSES PARAPHRAS'D.

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EXODUS, Chap. xv.

Your Shouts to Heav'n, ye Sons of Jacob raise,
And celebrate in Songs of Praise
The glorious Triumphs of Jehovah's Pow'r,
Applaud th' Almighty Conquerour.
Let all the wide stretcht Mouths of Fame,
From Pole to Pole his wondrous Work proclaim,
To make Men tremble, and adore his Name.
Let it to all the Realms around be known,
How he his Foes has overthrown:
How he disclos'd the Water's hideous Womb,
And did in Crystal Graves their Troops entomb.
They sunk and perish'd in the Tyde,
Where now triumphant Waves o'er Horse and Horsemen ride.
He is our Bulwark and Defence,
Shielded by his Omnipotence
We all the Heathen World defy:
This mighty Warriour, this our great Ally,
With his Etherial Shield and Arms Divine,
Does at the head of our Battalions shine.

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Griping his bright Immortal Lance
He does before our Host to charge the Foe advance.
Israel by strength deriv'd from him is strong,
And as he is our Strength, he shall be too our Song.
He to discharge us from our Bondage, broke
Th' inexorable Tyrant's Yoke.
He from our heavy Chains our Feet releas'd,
And our gall'd Shoulders of their Burdens eas'd.
He brought us from th' inhospitable Land,
And rescu'd us from Pharoah's salvage hand.
He terribly chastis'd these Pagan Pow'rs;
And as this Lord of Hosts was ours,
He was our Fathers All-sufficient God;
We therefore will prepare him an Abode:
We will an Altar and a Temple reer,
A sacred Place of Praise and Pray'r,
There we'll adore our great Deliverer.
Th'Eternal does in Arms excel;
What Pow'r can his projected Darts repel?
Who can against his Thunder stand,
Or who elude his never-erring Hand?
Let him but weild his dreadful Blade
Of malleable Light'ning made,
Let him advance into the Field,
And lift on high his Adamantine Shield,
Whose brighter Lustre drowns the waining Sun,
As much as that the sick'ning Moon;

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Let him with his Celestial Equipage
March on as ready to engage;
And where's th' undaunted Man that would not fly,
Or if he stay'd, would not with Terror dye.
He sharply has rebuk'd th' Egyptian's Pride,
Who his Almighty Arm defy'd.
Against their mighty Host he did prepare
An unexpected Watry War.
He on the Deep his Terrors did display,
And drew his rolling Legions in Array:
He bad the Waves in Martial Order flow,
And made his fluid Squadrons charge the Foe.
Th' amaz'd Egyptians fled for fear,
While roaring Surges hung upon their Rear:
The foaming Files o'ertook them in the Chase,
And overwhelm'd the cruel Race.
Bows, Banners, Spears, an unexampled Wreck,
Lay floating on the Ocean's back.
While Chariots, Horse and Horsemen kill'd,
The Seas inferiour Chambers fill'd.
The mighty Host the Caves beneath opprest,
And the low horrors of the Deep increast.
Of such a wealthy Spoil the Sea before
Ne'er rob'd the Land, while pent within the Shore.
While no Detachment of its Waves it made,
The Frontier Regions to invade,
No Watry Partys sent abroad
To sweep the neighb'ring Fields, and plunder Mens Abode.

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High heaps of Swords and Bucklers stood
Like Rocks of polish'd Iron in the Flood.
The Fish made hast to seize their Prey,
But when they saw the shining Shields display
Thro' the dark Realm a monstrous unknown Day,
And how the Dead in Armour shone
With scaly Sides far brighter than their own;
Away th' affrighted Spoilers fled,
And thus their Arms that could not give
Protection to th' Egyptians when alive,
Protected them when Dead.
Like Stones they sank beneath the Flood,
And the Red Sea appeas'd their Thirst of Blood.
Glorious in Pow'r, great Lord of Hosts,
Is thy right hand which such Atchievments boasts,
Which has defeated Pharoah's Troops,
And sunk to Hell the proud Egyptian's Hopes.
In the low Prisons of the Deep
Thou dost thy Captive Rebels keep,
Mountains of liquid Crystal on 'em cast,
Secure the Doors, and bar the Dungeons fast.
Array'd with fearful Glory, girt with Might,
Thou didst thy Peoples Battels fight.
Thou hast o'erthrown the impious Foes,
Who against thee and Israel rose;
They were in Storms of Fury on them pour'd,
As Stubble is by raging Flames devour'd.

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Commanded by thy Breath th' obsequious Main
Stood still, and gather'd up its flowing Train.
Th' Almighty did the Sea divide,
And as he rends the Hills, he split the cleaving Tyde.
Benumb'd with fear the Waves erected stood,
O'erlooking all the distant Flood.
Mountains of Craggy Billows did arise,
And Rocks of stiffen'd Water reach'd the Skys.
Remoter Waves came crowding on to see
This strange Transforming Mystery,
But they approaching near
Where the high Crystal Ridges did appear,
Felt the Divine Contagion's Force,
Mov'd slothfully a while, and then quite stopt their course.
Upon their March they insolently cry'd,
Let us pursue the flying Slaves,
We'll overtake them, and the Spoil divide,
Where is the God that Israel saves?
We'll our Revenge, and Lust of Slaughter cloy,
Without relenting we'll destroy,
We'll weild the Spear, and draw the Sword,
And root this Nation out by all abhor'd.
We'll bath the Desart with a Purple Flood,
And heal its gaping Wounds with Hebrew Blood!
While one vile Wretch alive is found,
The Trumpet no retreat shall sound.
In dreadful Language we'll declare,
Th' Egyptians still their Masters are.

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Tho' their Rebellion they should mourn,
And ask to Egypt's Brick-kilns to return,
We would not spare the hateful Race,
We would all marks of Jacob's House efface.
Let 'em to Moses cry they are opprest,
While we in Vengeance reign, and on Destruction feast.
As thus the Gulph the proud Egyptians crost,
And with loud threats pursu'd our trembling Host,
Thou with thy powerful Wind didst blow,
And strait the thawing Heaps began to flow.
The Waves that stood as Bullwarks were dissolv'd,
And Pharoah's Chariots and his Troops involv'd.
They from the roaring Deluge would have fled,
But to the bottom sank as Lead.
Among the Gods of all the Nations round,
Equal to thee is any found?
Any that can with Rival Glory shine,
And shew as perfect Holiness as thine?
When we thy various Triumphs sing,
And great Atchievments which exalt thy Name,
To us thy Praises Joy and Comfort bring,
But to thy Foes Confusion, Fear and Shame.
Thou art a wonder-working God, thy Might
Does all thy trembling Enemys affright,
But grateful Admiration in our Breasts excite.
When thou extendest o'er the Tyde
Thy hand, that does all Nature guide,

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The conscious Waves the high Command obey'd,
Like melting heaps of Snow they flow'd apace,
Marching with fury on, they disarray'd,
Then swallow'd up the impious Race.
In great Compassion thou hast broke
Th' Oppressor's hard unsufferable Yoke;
For Jacob's Sons in Person thou hast fought,
Amazing Miracles hast wrought,
And Israel back from Egypt brought.
To sacred Canaan's promis'd Land,
Thou with thy mighty outstretcht hand
Shalt rescu'd Israel guide,
Where with thy favour blest they shall in Peace abide.
Fame shall together with these Tydings spread
Thro' all the Nations Universal dread;
Wild looks and gestures shall declare,
How great their Fears and Sorrows are.
Th' Inhabitants of Palestina's Land
Shall trembling and astonish'd stand,
Edom's proud Potentates shall be afraid,
And Moab's mighty Men dismay'd.
The dreadful News shall make pale Tyrants start,
And melt within his Breast the stoutest Warriour's Heart.
The Lords of Canaan shall their fears express,
And all their People their distress.
The Terrors of thy Conqu'ring Arm,
These of their Strength and Courage shall disarm.

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Thy Wonders will their Captains so amaze,
That they will still and Speechless stand and gaze;
While Jacob's Sons by thee from Bondage brought,
The People thou hast bought,
And for the Purchase newly made,
Such mighty Sums of Miracles hast paid,
To Canaans happy Land shall safely be convey'd.
Thither thou'lt lead the favour'd Race,
And give them safe Possession of the Place;
Thou wilt fulfil thy great design,
By planting there these Colonys Divine,
Their happy Dwellings shall be spread,
Around Moriah's lofty head,
On which thy sacred Dome shall stand,
Diffusing pious Awe thro' all the Land.
The Lord shall rule with Power and Glory crown'd,
No Time or Space shall e'er his Empire bound.
Immortal Pillars his fixt Throne sustain,
And as himself, Eternal is his Reign.
Not like proud Pharoah's, who his Army led
To chase our Youth, who from his Fury fled.
Who enter'd with his Troops the opening Sea,
And hop'd to pass the dreadful Defile;
But God who had his way beset,
Drew o'er the Host his watry Net;
To finish this miraculous Campaign,
He loos'd the Bonds that did the Waves restrain;

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Strait the congested Billows tumbled down,
And liquid Ruins did the Tyrant drown:
His Chariots and his Horse were swept away,
Ingulph'd, and swallow'd by th'o'erwhelming Sea.
But the firm Waters did erected stand,
On either hand,
And left dry ground between till Israel gain'd the Land.