When Israel departed Egypt’s hold,
The house of Jacob fled from strangers bold,
Judah became His sanctuary bright,
Israel His dominion in His sight.

The sea beheld and fled in hasty flight,
The Jordan turned and backward fled the fight,
The mountains skipped like rams upon the height,
The little hills like lambs in pure delight.

What ails thee, sea, that thou in terror fled?
Thou Jordan, why turned back thy noble bed?
Ye mountains, wherefore leaped ye like the rams?
Ye little hills, like unto tender lambs?

Tremble, thou earth, before the Lord’s great might,
Before the God of Jacob, strong and right,
Who turned the rock to pools of water deep,
The flint to fountains where the waters leap.

This Poetic Paraphrase from the Original Hebrew text is a creative yet faithful rendering, structured in iambic pentameter (ten syllables per line with unstressed-stressed rhythm) and rhyming in an AABB scheme, all while retaining a touch of the thundering sound of the King James. Grok’s AI engine was utilized in research and translation and edited by me for consistency.