Psalms 114

In the going out of Israel from Egypt, The house of Jacob from a strange people, Judah became His sanctuary, Israel his dominion. The sea hath seen, and fleeth, The Jordan turneth backward. The mountains have skipped as rams, Heights as sons of a flock. What--to thee, O sea, that thou fleest? O Jordan, thou turnest back! O mountains, ye skip as rams! O heights, as sons of a flock! From before the Lord be afraid, O earth, From before the God of Jacob, He is turning the rock to a pool of waters, The flint to a fountain of waters!

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