When Israel went out of Egypt, the house of Jacob from a people of strange language; Judah was his sanctuary, and Israel his dominion. The sea saw it, and fled: Jordan was driven back. The mountains skipped like rams, and the little hills like lambs. What ailed thee, O thou sea, that thou fleddest? thou Jordan, that thou wast driven back? Ye mountains, that ye skipped like rams; and ye little hills, like lambs? Tremble, thou earth, at the presence of the Lord, at the presence of the God of Jacob; Which turned the rock into a standing water, the flint into a fountain of waters." (Psalm 114, KJV)
Song of the Exodus
This song reaches the climax of
True poetry. Spurgeon writes,
“No human mind has excelled
The grandeur of this psalm.”
God leads his people from Egypt
To Canaan while all nature paid
Tribute and homage to His
Mighty power and majesty.
Mountains skipped like rams, and
The little hills like lambs.
Isaac Watts, the English poet and hymn
Writer, put the psalm into a poem:
“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.”
Satan, the tyrant, kept us in bondage
With power bound for hell,
But Jesus freed us from his grip,
That gratitude can never tell.
(c) Rex H. Henderson 2003
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