Ver. But yet the righteous Lord will judge 36 And for his fervants will himfelf Repenting, change his way :, When he obferves their pow'r is gone, Are to the last extreme reduc'd, 37 Then to difgrace their idols vain, 38 Which ate their facrifices fat, Drank their wine-off'rings too? SECT. V. Conclufion of the Song; including Glory to GOD, Terror to his Enemies, and Comfort to his People. 39 See then that I now, ev'n I am, No God there is with me: I kill and quicken, wound and heal; From lafhes of my lifted hand, There's none that can deliver: 40 For I lift up my hand to heav'n, And fay, I live for ever. 41 If I but whet my glitt'ring fword, I'll render vengeance to my foes, 42 I'll make my arrows drunk with blood, 43 O! joy and fing, ye nations all, For he'll avenge his fervants blood, Ver. He'll render vengeance to his foes, But favour to his people fhow, SONG VIII. MOSES's laft Words; or, the Excellency of ISRAEL. Deut. xxiii. 26,—29. 26 THERE's none like to Jefhurun's God, On heav'n; and in his pomp abroad 27 Th' eternal God thy home fecure, And underneath, to prop thee fure, Before thy face he'll drive the foe, 28 Then Ifra'l fafe alone fhall dwell; The land where corn and wine excell, 29 O Ifra'l! happy in thy Lord; He's of thy help, the fhield, the sword Of thy excellency.. Thus arm'd, thy foes fhall ftoop to thee, To feign'd fubmiffion aw'd; Thou shalt tread down their places high, SONG IX. The Song of DEBORAH and BARAK, on ISRAEL'S fig. nal Victory over King JABIN. Judges v. 1,-31. • PRAISE ye the Lord, for the revenge Of Ifra'l on his foes, When for the war, the people bent, Ver. Ye kings, give ear; ye princes, hear; 3 I'll fing to Jan, I'll fing to Jan, The God of Ifrael. 4 Lord, when in ftate thou went'ft from Seir, In march from Edom's field, The earth did quake, the heav'ns did drop, 5 Away before JEHOVAH's face, The melting mountains wore; 6 In Shamgar fun of Anath's time, 7 Then Ifra'l's villagers harafs'd, 8 New gods they choofe; then wars arofe, 9 My heart is tow'rd the governors, Who 'mong the folk were volunteers: 10 Speak, ye that on white affes ride, And ye who fafe can tread the way, II Who freed from cruel archers noife For drawing water; there fhall they Juft acts for villagers of his In Ifra'l there release: Then go the people of the Lord Ver. Awake, awake, Deborah, now: 14 From out of Ephraim the root, And Barak nimble was on foot, When Reuben faint flood far apart, 16 'Mong fheepfolds why didft thou abide, 17 By Jordan why did Gilead flay; And Afher, by the ocean fhore, 18 Zeb'lun's ftout folk, and Naphtali's, Fearless to face the front of death, Ver. In Taanach, by Megiddo'streams, 19 No money-gain got Canaan's kings, 20 From heav'n above the fiery hofts 21 The river Kishon, that old stream, O thou, my foul, through God, thou haft, 22 Then were the warlike horfes hoofs 23 (Thus faid the angel of the Lord) On each inhabitant thereof For daftardly they loll'd at home, 24 'Bove women Jael, Heber's wife, 25 He water fought, fhe gave him milk, 26 The nail fhe in her left-hand tock, The hammer in the right; Then hammer'd fofily Sifera |