Classic Poem

I.

Shout brethren for the Lord hath broke
The fatal bands of Pharoah's yoke!
Our souls have left the slavish ground,
And now to Canaan's land are bound.

II.

GOD hath destroy'd by his high hand
Both horse and rider in the sand;
And we with Miriam will sing
All glory to the Hebrew's King.

III.

He still will make our foes to fall
He'll be our Captain, strength and all;
Our Jesus leads us by his hand
For to possess the promis'd land.

IV.

Then let us tread the desert thro',
Bid all our loves and fears adieu;
A fire by night shall lead our way,
And a blest cloud of love by day.

V.

Christ is the stream shall us pursue,
And cheer us all the desert through;
We are surrounded with his love,
And feed on manna from above.

VI.

Let unbelief no more be known,
And ev'ry murm'ring thought be gone,
If we the GOD of truth believe
We shall go in, the crown receive.

VII.

O thou immortal Hebrew's King,
Thy name with joy we gladly sing,
Thou bought thy tribes with blood divine,
And now we are for ever thine.