WHen God from  came,
And cloath'd in  from Mount-Paran shone,
Drest in th' unsufferable
That hides his
His  soon  the once bright
And fill'd the trembling  with  and
Resplondent  did crown his
And shining  all around him spread;
he graspt in his strong
And  stood waiting on his
Waiting 'till his  he'd
beneath his  did
All  did  beneath his
And with his  he the vast  did mete;
The frighted  scattered,
And at his sight the  sled,
The  their Founder's Voice obey,
And stoop their  to make th'  way.
The distant  all  are,
And  trembling  cannot  their Fear:
When thy swift  pass'd the yielding
The  back in  flee,
Affrighted  stops his
And bids his forward  back to their  turn.