A bloody harvest, soon to writhe in dust—
Such is their fate who in false idols trust!—
But hark! with sudden peal
Another trumpet shakes the sounding air!
’Tis still the avenging steel
Of conquering Saul, that widely flashes there!
He comes to quell the pride
Of Moab, and of impious Amalek—
Edom—and Zobah—who his power defied!
As the fierce torrent, bursting from the chain