The great Avenger just and Good,
A wife to break her marriage vow?
A son to shed his father’s blood?”
I trembled at the dismal sounds,
But vainly strove a word to say;
So, pointing to his bleeding wounds,
The threat’ning spectre stalk’d away.
I brought a lovely daughter forth,
His father’s child, in Aaron’s bed;
He took her from me in his wrath,