Psalm 114

WHen Israel Aegypts bounds forsook,
Their dwelling to exchange:
And Jacobs house their journey took
From folk of language strange:
His Sanctu'ry was Judah there,
He rul'd in Israel:
The sea saw that and fled for fear,
And Jordan backward fell.
Th' affrighted mountains skipt like rams,
Low hillocks like young sheep:
What (JORDAN) rea•d thy waterdams,
Why fled the liquid deep?
What made ye, ô ye mountains dance,
Like tim'rous flocks of rams?
Ye little hills, how chance, how chance,
Ye skipt like frighted lambs?
O earth in great Gods presence quake,
Even Jacobs God, that brings
The stony rock to standing lake,
The flint to water-springs.