XCIX. From sleep to wakeful torture then he turns: He scoffs at dreams, while all his soul still burns; He spurns heaven, earth, high justice, and its rod. C. Not so the Hebrew chiefs whom he holds bound: With toils and stripes fond hopes of freedom grow; The life-pledged secret warms their heart's own blood: They rise with Moses from the monster's flood. CI. More kindly, generous aid meets not our view, When knaves their shafts malicious round us shower; More kindly falls not eve's refreshing dew On sun scorched lawn, on plaintive drooping flower, Than sable night its sheltering umbrage throws Upon the Hebrews' toils, their daily woes. CII. No star through sea's dark storms more kindly gleams; CIII. Proud Pharaoh's court now rears their champion's fame, To Jochebed by fond Thermutis given; They gather from the conscious breeze his name: It breathes the slow but certain wrath of heaven: Reviving hope from long oppression calls ; And tenfold vengeance on oppressors falls. CIV. Oft from his cloud-capp'd height the Boor's rapt eye Such scenes beheld: such visions quickly rise On holy page: immortal souls defy Earth's circuit; quit its clouds for purest skies In Christ's refulgence; hence this world survey; CV. Do tuneful cherubim their splendors dart, Proclaiming round the flocks a Saviour born? The rays reflected by the faithful heart, Reach Moses from his woful mother torn ; Celestial heralds there too raise their voice ; Jehovah's praise bids heaven and earth rejoice. CVI. Does holy light on Jethro's shepherd blaze, Of truth eternal th' immaterial flame ! Upon it Peter, James, and John too gaze; On Stephen's face it shines; does Saul reclaim: It dawned in smiles upon creation's morn; And shall its saints in every age adorn. CVII. When thickest gloom did mantle chaos' form, Like what, regardless of the future storm, Men oft admit within their moral school, The purifying beams of heavenly light CVIII. When gloom chaotic rules the conscious mind, Or o'er a guilty nation hangs in frowns, If heaven-nerved hope bid Providence be kind, CIX. But should man's guides to bliss, man's blindness love, To seek that kingdom which a Saviour won: CX. While darkness palpable hid Egypt's gods, And seers benighted prayed in vain for day; While tyrants cursed their sorcerers' swallowed rods, Forgot their crimes, and sought for one kind ray; Truth shone within the faithful Hebrew's breast, Illumed his night, and bade his sorrows rest. CXI. When weak Darius signed the mad decree; Bright truth gave courage to the shrinking soul; By it are lions tamed, fierce flames o'erpowered, Bold fraud consumed, pale jealousy devoured. CXII. As on cursed Sodom fiery torrents fell, To vindicate the truth from foul disgrace; So thrones and altars are to ruin hurled, CXIII. O'er all his works Jehovah's arm is raised, To smite the scornful, to uphold the just : By life and death, by heaven and hell he's praised, When slaves rebel, when tyrants lick the dust: While earth, a speck in space, its years revolves, His endless power creates, connects, dissolves. |