Arm'd with thy
Thou marchedst out against thy
And very  thou didst appear
To them, but thus thy  cheer.
"Know,  I am the God of Truth,
" Your Father  nor  I break my Oath.
The  as our dread Lord advanc'd,
And all the little  around 'em
The neighb'ring  their verdant  o'reflow,
The  saw and trembled at the
Back to their  they go,
And bear the News to
The  within its hollow  roars.
And beats the
The  above no longer dares to strive,
Nor will his frighted  their wonted  drive.
The  to see her  stop his
Grew  and curb'd her  for Fear,
Thy  gild their
And at the  of thy  the  dare not stay;
The very  of thee did them
And arm'd with  thou the  didst pursue.
So now, great God, wrapt in avenging
Meet thine and  and tread them  under.