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Ver. But yet the righteous Lord will judge
His people with allay;

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And for his fervants will himfelf

Repenting, change his way :,

When he obferves their pow'r is gone,
And they, of help bereft,

Are to the last extreme reduc'd,
And none fhut up or left.

37 Then to difgrace their idols vain,
Where are their gods? he'll fay,
Their rock on whom they bafely threw
Their confidence away;

38 Which ate their facrifices fat,

Drank their wine-off'rings too?
Let them rife up to be your help,
And your protection now.

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;
None can my fury flee:

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,
On judgment to take hold;

I'll render vengeance to my foes,
Reward my haters bold.

42 I'll make my arrows drunk with blood,
(My word with flesh inclofe,)
With blood of flain, and captives both,
From firft revenge of foes.

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O! joy and fing, ye nations all,
With people that are his;

For he'll avenge his fervants blood,
Which to him precious is;

Ver. He'll render vengeance to his foes,
With his uplifted hand;

But favour to his people fhow,
And mercy to his land.

SONG VIII.

MOSES's laft Words; or, the Excellency of ISRAEL. Deut. xxiii. 26,—29.

26 THERE's none like to Jefhurun's God,
Who rides, thy helper high,

On heav'n; and in his pomp abroad
Upon the azure sky.

27 Th' eternal God thy home fecure,
And refuge is from harms;

And underneath, to prop thee fure,
Are everlasting arms.

Before thy face he'll drive the foe,
That would thy rest annoy;
His pow'r refiftlefs, to o'erthrow,
Shall need but fay, Deftroy.

28 Then Ifra'l fafe alone fhall dwell;
And Jacob's eye fhall view

The land where corn and wine excell,
And heaven diftils its dew.

29 O Ifra'l! happy in thy Lord;
No people's fafe like thee:

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,
Their fence of lies and fraud.

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,
As volunteers arofe.

Ver. Ye kings, give ear; ye princes, hear;
Attention fets you well;

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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,
The clouds their fhow'rs diftill'd.

5 Away before JEHOVAH's face,

The melting mountains wore;
Before JEHOVAH, Ifrael's God,
As Sinai blaz'd before.

6 In Shamgar fun of Anath's time,
In Jael's troublous days,
The roads infefted were untrode,
And trav'lers took, by-ways.

7 Then Ifra'l's villagers harafs'd,
Did cease, through fear, did cease,
Till I, Deborah, rofe; I rofe,
A mother there for peace.

8 New gods they choofe; then wars arofe,
And spite of gates were keen:
Where was in Ifra'l fhield or fpear
'Mong forty thousands feen ?

9 My heart is tow'rd the governors,
That rule in Ifra'l's coafts,

Who 'mong the folk were volunteers:
Blefs ye the Lord of hofts.

10 Speak, ye that on white affes ride,
Ye that in judgment fit;

And ye who fafe can tread the way,
Speak out his praifes fit.

II Who freed from cruel archers noife
In places they traverse

For drawing water; there fhall they
The Lord's juft acts rehearse;

Juft acts for villagers of his

In Ifra'l there release:

Then go the people of the Lord
Down to the gates of peace.

Ver. Awake, awake, Deborah, now:
12 Now tune the harp of praise:
Awake, awake, with lifted voice,
A fong of triumph raife;
Rife, Barak, and ftir up thyself,
Thou Abinoam's fon :
Lead captive thy captivities,
And push the conqueft on.
13 JEHOVAH gave the remnant mean
Rule o'er the nobles then;
And ev'n to me, a woman weak,
Pow'r o'er the mighty men.

14 From out of Ephraim the root,
'Gainft Amalek was there;
Which led by thee, ftout Benjamin,
Did 'mong the folk appear.
From Machir came the governors,
From Zebulun the fcribes,
(Whofe prudent writs, with fkilful pen,
To battle promp'd the tribes.)
15 The peers and tribes of Iffachar,
Clofe by Deborah went;

And Barak nimble was on foot,
Into the valley fent :

When Reuben faint flood far apart,
Nor join'd to quell the foes;
For his divifions, fad and fmart,
Great thoughts of heart arofe.

16 'Mong fheepfolds why didft thou abide,
The bleeting flocks to wait?
For Reuben's rents, and ruptures wide
Heart fcrutinies were great.

17 By Jordan why did Gilead flay;
Dan in his fhips abide ?

And Afher, by the ocean fhore,
In creeks his valour hide?

18 Zeb'lun's ftout folk, and Naphtali's,
Their rifked lives did yield;

Fearless to face the front of death,
Upon the open field.

Ver. In Taanach, by Megiddo'streams,
The kings did fight and fall;

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No money-gain got Canaan's kings,
But fought and forfeit all.

20 From heav'n above the fiery hofts
Fought with a thund'ring ftorm;
Stars, in their ranks and courfes high,
'Gainft Sis'ra fought in form.

21 The river Kishon, that old stream,
Made ready for the prey,
By fwelling to a torrent rofe,
And fwept them clean away.

O thou, my foul, through God, thou haft,
(Let God be praised then)
By means of weakness feminine,
Trode down the ftrength of men.

22 Then were the warlike horfes hoofs
Broke by their pranfings mad;
The pranfings of their mighty ones,
Their boafted cavalcade.

23 (Thus faid the angel of the Lord)
Come, curfe ye Meroz all;

On each inhabitant thereof
Let bitter curfes fall:

For daftardly they loll'd at home,
And came not to, nor chofe
Jehovah's help, Jehovah's help,
Against the mighty foes.

24 'Bove women Jael, Heber's wife,
The Kenite, blefs'd fhall be;
'Bove women, tim'rous in the tent,
The bleffing gain fhall fhe.

25 He water fought, fhe gave him milk,
For drink to his content;
And butter in a lordly difh,
Did cunninly present.

26 The nail fhe in her left-hand tock,

The hammer in the right;

Then hammer'd fofily Sifera
Down to the ground on fight.

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