And each assurance he had marked with care,
Made by Jehovah, of the promised land;
And from the sacred page had learned to dare
The exile’s peril, and his ills to bear.
VII.
And, while the holy book he pondered o’er,
And often told, to cheer his consort’s breast,
How, for their faith, the blest apostles bore
The exile’s wanderings and the dungeon’s pest,