Again he sounded, and we heard the cry
Of the Word-wounded, as about to die;
Further and further spread the conquering word,
As loud he cried - ‘The Battle of the Lord.’
E’en those apart who were the sound denied,
Fell down instinctive, and in spirit died.
Nor stay’d he yet - his eye, his frown, his speech,
His very gesture, had a power to teach:
With outstretch’d arms, strong voice, and piercing call,
He won the field, and made the Dagons fall;