Poems of the Heart and Home by J. C. Yule
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And like a mighty rampart rose
To guard the narrow way Mysterious, that before the hosts Of ransomed Israel lay! Oh! strange and solemn was the road Which they were called to tread, With myst'ries of the ancient deep Around their footsteps spread,-- With ocean's unknown floor laid bare Before their wondering eyes, And the strange, watery wall that there On either hand did rise! Yet fearlessly, with steadfast faith, Their Leader led them on; While, from behind, a heavenly light Through the dread passage shone;-- Light for that lone and trembling band Gleamed out with radiance clear, While Egypt's host came groping on Through darkness dense and drear! 'Tis past; and on Arabia's coast The tribes of Israel stand, While fierce and fast Egyptia's host Approach that quiet strand;-- Though darkness, like a funeral pall, Hangs o'er that dreary path, Still on they desperately press |
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