’If the following Essay be not too
incorrigible, bestow upon it a few
Brightnings from your Genius, that I may learn how to write better, or
to write no more.
Your daily Admirer, and humble Servant,  &c.
I. When Israel, freed from Pharaoh’s
Left the proud Tyrant and his Land,
The Tribes with chearful Homage own
Their King, and Judah was his Throne.
II. Across the Deep their Journey
The Deep divides to make them Way;
The Streams of Jordan saw, and fed
With backward Current to their Head.
III. The Mountains shook like frighted
Like Lambs the little Hillocks leap;
Not Sinai on her Base could stand,
Conscious of Sovereign Power at hand.
IV. What Power could make the Deep
Make Jordan backward roll his Tide?
Why did ye leap, ye little Hills?
And whence the Fright that Sinai feels?
V. Let every Mountain, every Flood
Retire, and know th’ approaching God,
The King of Israel: See him here;
Tremble thou Earth, adore and fear.
VI. He thunders, and all Nature
The Rock to standing Pools he turns;
Flints spring with Fountains at his Word,
And Fires and Seas confess their Lord.