15 Thus were the tribes from bondage brought, And left the hated ground; Each some Egyptian spoils had got, And not one feeble found.
16 The Lord himself chose out their way, And mark'd their journies right, Gave them a leading cloud by day, A fiery guide by night.
17 They thirst; and waters from the rock In rich abundance flow, And following still the course they took, Ran all the desert thro'.
18 O wondrous stream O blessed type Of ever-flowing grace! So Christ our rock maintains our life Thro' all this wilderness.
19 Thus guarded by th' Almighty hand The chosen tribes possest Canaan the rich, the promis'd land, And there enjoy'd their rest.
20 Then let the world forbear its rage, The church renounce her fear; Israel must live thro' every age, And be th' Almighty's care.