318 MISCELLANEOUS THOUGHTS. 7 Behold the God! th' almighty King Rides on a tempest's glorious wing: His ensigns lighten round the sky, And moving legions sound on high. 8 Ten thousand cherubswait his course, Chariots of fire and flaming horse; Earth trembles; and her mountains How, At his approach like melting snow. 9 But who these frowns of wrath can draw, That strike heav'n, earth, and hell with awe? Red lightning from his eye -lids broke ; His voice was thunder, hail and smoke. 10 He spake; the cleaving waters fled, And stars beheldthe ocean's bed While the great master strikes his lyre, You see the frighted floods retire. 11 In heaps the frighted billows stand, Waiting the changes of his hand; He leads his Israel through the sea, And watry mountains guard their way. 12 Turning his hand with sov'reign sweep, He drowns all Egypt in the deep ; Then guides the tribes a glorious band Thro' desarts to the promis'd land. 19 Here Camps with wide imbattl'd force, Here gates and bulwarks stop their course ; He storms the mounds, the bulwark fails, Theharp lies strow'd with ruin'd walls. 14 See his broad sword flies o'er the strings, And mows down nations with their kings: From every chord his bolts are hnrl'd, Andvengeance smites therebel world. 16 Lo, the great poet shifts the scene, And skews the face of God serene; Truth, meekness, peace, salvation ride, With guards of justice, at his side. 16 No meanermuse could weave the light To form his robes divinely bright; Or frame a crown of stars to shine With beams for Majesty divine. 07 Now in prophetic light he sees Ages to come, and dark decrees ; He brings the Prince of glory down, .St ripe of his robe and starry crown. 18 See Jews and heathensfir'd with rage, See their combining pow'rs engage Against th' Anointed of the Lord, The man whom angels late ador'd. 19 God's only Son: Behold he dies ; Surprising grief! The groans arise, . The lyre complains on ev'ry string, Andmourns the murder of her king. 20 But heav'n's Anointedmust notdwell In death: The vanquish'd pow'rs of hell Yieldto the harp's diviner lay ; The graveresigns the illustrious prey. 21 Messiah lives! Messiah reigns! The song surmounts the airy plains, T'attenrl her Lord with joys unknown, And bear the Viet or to his throne. 22 Rejoice, ye 'shining worlds on high, Behold the Lord of glory nigh ; Eternal doors your leaves display, To make the Lord of glory way. 29 What mortal bard has skill or force 'fo paint these scenes to tread this course, Or furnish through the ethereal road A triumph for a rising God? 24 Astonisli'd at so vast a tight Theo' flaming worlds and floods of light, My muse her awful distance keeps Still following but with trembling steps. 25 She bids her humble verse explain, The Hebrew harp's sublimer strain ; Points to her Saviour still, and shows What course the sun of glory goes. 26 Here he ascends behind a cloud Of incense,* there he sets in blood H. She reads his labours and his names Iis spicy smoke,} and bleeding lambs.} 27 Rich are the graces which she draws From types, and shades, and Jewish laws.; With thousand glories long foretold To turn the future age to gold. 28 Grace is hertheme, and joy, find love; Descend, ye blessings, from above, And crown my song. Eternal God, Forgive the muse that dreads thy rod. 29 Silent, she hears thy vengeance roll That crúshes mortals to the soul, Nor dares assume the bold, nor sheds Th' immortal curses on their heads. 30 Yet since her God is still the same, And David's son is all her theme, She bees Suisse humble place to sing Hi concert with Judea's king. * Christ's intercession. I. His sacrifice.
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