Psalm 114

When Israel came from Egypt’s coast,

   And Goshen’s marshy plains,

And Jacob with his joyful host

   From servitude and chains;

Then was it seen how much the Jews

   Were holy in his sight,

And God did Israel’s kingdom choose

   To manifest his might.

The sea beheld it, and with dread

   Retreated to make way;

And Jordan to his fountain head

   Ran backwards in dismay.

The mountains, like the rams that bound,

   Exulted on their base;

Like lambs the little hills around

   Skipt lightly from their place.

What is the cause, thou mighty sea,

   That thou thyself should shun;

And Jordan, what is come to thee,

   That thou should backward run?

Ye mountains that ye leaped so high

   From off the solid rock,

Ye hills that ye should gambols try,

   Like firstlings of the flock?

Earth, from the center to the sod

   His fearful presence hail

The presence of Jeshurun’s God,

   In whom our arms prevail.

Who beds of rocks in pools to stand

   Can by his word compel,

And from the veiny flint command

   The fountain and the well.