Capitolo 27
Him called a mighty strength,
And it quickly followed on their footstep,
With wagon and with horse.
Then the innkeeper of Israel is aching afraid;
But God was on their side,
And, here! for them a way is cracked,
The waves of Red-sea divide.
To the command of God the waves without rest
You respect the rod of the prophet;
And, through the middle one of the sea,
The people marched you dry-put on.
But, when the interceptors, following nearby,
It would prevent the flight of Israel,
The waters to their return of course,
The separated waves unite,
And the innkeeper of Pharaoh is swept away,
The wagons and the horse;
And not a man has gone away I live
Of everybody that mighty strength.
Then in these days God bewares of sky,
And you brand the pain of his/her servants;
Feels ye his/her voice: "Breaks every joke,
And let my people go!"
For them the waves of Red-sea divide,
The brooks with flow of crimson;
Therefore we cry for our first-born;--
Then you leave that the people go.
They is not weak who God helps,
Him ago the their Your cause really;
And theirs who fights against the strength of God
It will certainly be o'erthrown.
THE VICTORIA'S PRICE.
"A VICTORIA! --a victory!"
It is flashed through the threads;
Goes to all speed', goes to all speed' the State news to Affirm,
Turn on the fires of signal!
Serves all the bells as all the towers
A ring of cheerful ringing out;
We have earned a glorious victory,
And put the enemy to rout!
A mother felt the bells that play in harmonious way;
Its joy was mixed with pain.
"You beg God", she said, the "my brave boy
Don't be among I killed him!"
Alas for her! that a lot of time
Stretched in death he placed,
The color from his/her fair, the young face
As soon as street had passed.
Its hand still enervated understood the sword.
Anymore he would not handle,
Its eyes were sealed in sleep of dreamless
On that bloody field.
The chestnut curls his/her oft of mother
You/he/she had rowed in more affectionate pride,
Hung Ia and neglected they coagulated locks,