Nor fooner had the Priefts the Channel pass'd, roar, Like fome fierce Eagre fweeps each founding And shoots its foaming Waves as widely as before. XCI. JOSHUA, Chap. V. Ver. 13. to the End. Joshua fees the Captain of the Lord's Hoft. N And with a strong TOW Ifrael's Army Jericho inveft, And with a ftrong Blockade 'tis closely Alone the fearless Fofbua walks the round, Thoughtful he ftood, reclining on his Spear, From "From whence, and whose? What art thou, foon "declare, "For Canaan or for Ifrael, Peace or War? Nor with irreverend Steps the hallow'd Place profane : Joshua obeys, new Orders he receives, Whom, mounting to the Clouds, the heav'nly Vifions leaves. XCII. The Walls of Jericho fall down, the City taken: Rahab and her Family preferv'd. TOW vain are human Arts, whose best Ho Defence, Betrays our Guilt, or owns our Impotence. If from our fellow Mortals unfecure, What Fortress can, against juft Heav'n enfure? What rocky Ramparts may its Bolts endure? Nor needs it the red Thunder ftill unfheath, Nor grants each guilty Wretch fo great a Death. It can with Arms contemptible confound, Skies, When with new Hopes infpir'd th' Affembly rise: Sev'n times the nodding Tow'rs and Walls they pafs'd, And Joshua gives the Signal at the last: Now fhout, he faid, your Conqueft Heav'n affures; He faid, with fhouts the Army rends the Skies, Line. XCII. JOSHUA, Chap. IV. Ver. 20. to 23. 167 v. 20. The people shouted when the priests blew with the trumpets and it came to pass when the people heard the found of the trumpet, and the people fhouted with a great fhout, that the wall fell down flat, So that the people went up into the city, every man ftraight before him, and they took the city. 21. And they utterly defroyed all that was in the city, &c. 23. But they brought out Rahab, and her father, and her mother, and her brethren, and all that She had, &c. XCIII. JOSHUA, Chap. VII. and VIII. Achan and Ai. Hunger of Gold,and Sacrilegious Thirft, Unsatisfied to be alone accurs'd, Your pois'nous Influence larger Conquests gains, And blafts th' unhappy Nation where it reigns. One Achan Ifraels Glory can deface, And spread wide Vengeance round the facred Race. For Ai, Three Thousand Warriors now prepare, More than enough their Force,had God been there, --- But he was gone, and Conqueft with him led, Before their feeble Enemies they fled : Some fall transfix'd, and wounded fome return; They melt, they faint, the whole Assembly mourn: Proftrate on Earth afflicted Joshua lay With Ifrael's Elders all that luckless Day, Their Cloths they rend; around 'em Sackloth spread, But |