By the river Euphrates the prophet abode,
To whom Balak his messengers sent,
Entreating his presence and curses on those
Who on Moab’s destruction were bent.
By hundreds of thousands they’re marching along,
And by Moses, God’s servant, they’re led;
The rock for their thirst, cooling water supplies,
And with bread from the skies are they fed.
They are felling the nations like trees on their way,