While I thy terrors undergo
Aftonifh'd with thine ire.
16 Thy fierce wrath over me doth flow
Thy threatnings cut me through:
17 All day they round about me go,
Like waves they me pursue.
18 Lover and friend thou haft remov'd,
And fever'd from me far: -
They fly me now' whom I have lov'd,
And as in darkness are.
A Paraphrafe on PSAL. CXIV. This and the following Pfalm were done by the Author at fifteen years old.
WHEN the bleft feed of Terah's faithful fon
After long toil their liberty had won,
And past from Pharian fields to Canaan land,
Led by the ftrength of the Almighty's hand,
Jehovah's wonders were in Ifrael shown,
His praise and glory was in Ifrael known.
That faw the troubled sea, and fhivering fled,
And fought to hide his froth-becurled head
Low in the earth; Jordan's clear ftreams recoil,
As a faint hoft that hath receiv'd the foil.
The high, huge-bellied mountains skip like rams
Amongst their ewes, the little hills like lambs.
Why fled the ocean? And why skipt the mountains?
Why turned Jordan tow'rd his crystal fountains?
Shake earth, and at the prefence be aghaft
Of him that ever was, and ay shall last,
That glaffy floods from rugged rocks can crush,
And make foft rills from fiery flint-ftones gush.