When Israel went forth out of Egypt, The house of Jacob from a people of strange language;

Judah became his sanctuary, Israel his dominion.

The sea saw it, and fled; The Jordan was driven back.

The mountains skipped like rams, The little hills like lambs.

What aileth thee, O thou sea, that thou fleest? Thou Jordan, that thou turnest back?

Ye mountains, that ye skip like rams; Ye little hills, like lambs?

Tremble, thou earth, at the presence of the Lord, At the presence of the God of Jacob,

Who turned the rock into a pool of water, The flint into a fountain of waters. Psalm 115