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Black heavy thoughts, like mountains, roll
O'er my poor breast, with boding fears,
And, crushing hard my tortur'd soul,
Wring through my eyes the briny tears.
Forgive my treasons, Prince of Grace!
The bloody Jews were traitors too;
Yet thou hast pray'd for that curs'd race,
"Father, they know not what they do."
Great Advocate, look down and see
A wretch, whose smarting sorrows bleed;
O plead the same excuse for me!
For, Lord, I knew not what I did.
Etna the torch of Sicily;
Not half so high
Her lightnings fly,
"Not half so loud her thunders roar
Cross the Sicanian sea, to fright th' Italian shore.
Behold the sacred hill: its trembling spire
Quakes at the terrours of the fire
While all below its verdant feet
Stagger and reel under th' Almighty weight:
Press'd with a greater than feign'd Atlas' load,
Deep groan'd the mount; it never bore
It bow'd, and shook beneath the burthen of a God.
Fresh horrours seize the camp; despair,
And dying groans, torment the air,
And shrieks, and swoons, and deaths were there: The bellowing thunder, and the lightning's blaze Spread through the host a wild amaze;
Darkness on every soul, and pale was every face:
Confus'd and dismal were the cries,
"Let Moses speak, or Israel dies:"
Moses the spreading terrour feels,
No more the Man of God conceals
His shivering and surprise;
Yet, with recovering mind, commands [bands.
Silence, and deep attention, through the Hebrew
Hark! from the centre of the flame,
All arm'd and feather'd with the same,
Majestic sounds break through the smoky cloud:
Sent from the All-creating tongue,
A flight of cherubs guard the words along,
And bear their fiery law to the retreating crowd.
"I am the Lord: "Tis I proclaim
That glorious and that fearful name,
Thy God and King: 'twas I that broke
Thy bondage, and th' Egyptian yoke;
Mine is the right to speak my will,
And thine the duty to fulfil.
Adore no God beside me, to provoke mine eyes:
Nor worship me in shapes and forms that men de-
[to jest ;
With reverence use my name, nor turn my words
Observe my sabbath well, nor dare profane my rest;
Honour and due obedience to thy parents give;
Nor spill the guiltless blood, nor let the guilty live:
Preserve thy body chaste, and flee th' unlawful bed;
Nor steal thy neighbour's gold, his garment, or his
Forbear to blast his name with falsehood, or deceit ; Nor let thy wishes loose upon his large estate."