During the confusion which fell upon the E'gyp-tians just before their destruction, some of them cried out, "Let us fly from the face of the Is'ra-el-ites! The LORD is fighting for them, and against us!" But their cry came too late. The hour was at hand for the LORD to complete deliverance of Is'ra-el by the destruction of her enemies. Safe and secure at last, all Is'ra-el gazed upon the terrible spectacle of destruction.
"She saw avenging wrath in Heaven above-
A gathering tempest-clouds of blighting woe-
Teeming destruction on the vanquish'd foe."
Following the mighty deliverance of Is'ra-el and the miraculous destruction of her foes, Mo'ses composed a beautiful poem which all Is'ra-el sang in praise of God. It is truly a wonderful poem, rich in color and power, and filled with beauty in every line. Stroke follows stroke with breathless haste, and future events are foretold in the same glorious fashion as deeds which had already made history.
"I will sing unto Je-ho'vah, for He hath triumphed gloriously:
The horse and his rider hath He thrown into the sea.
Je-ho'vah is my strength and song,
And He has become my salvation:
He is my God, and I will praise Him:
Je-vo'vah is a man of war: Je-ho'vah is His name.
Pha'raoh's chariots and his host hath He cast into the sea;
And his chosen captains are sunk in the Red Sea.
The depths covered them,
They went down into the depths like a stone.
Thy right hand, O Je-ho'vah, is glorious in power,
Thy right hand, O Je-ho'vah, dasheth in pieces the enemy.
And in the greatness of thine excellency Thou overthrowest them that
rise up against Thee:
Thou sendest forth thy wrath, it consumeth them as stubble.
