And tormented through a multitude of vermin.
Preparedst quails for food,
Food of rare taste, for the desire of their appetite;
Might for the hideousness of the creatures sent among them
Loathe even the necessary food;
But these thy people, having for a short space suffered want,
Might even partake of food of rare taste.
But that to these it should only be showed how their enemies were tormented.
It is true the Israelites had serpents sent against them, but that was for admonition.
And they were perishing by the bites of crooked serpents,
Thy wrath continued not to the uttermost;
Having a token of salvation,
To put them in remembrance of the commandment of thy law:
But by thee, the Saviour of all.
That thou art he that delivereth out of every evil.
And there was not found a healing for their life,
Because they were worthy to be punished by such as these;
For thy mercy came to their help, and healed them.
And were quickly saved, lest, falling into deep forgetfulness,
They should be irresponsive to thy beneficence:
But thy word, O Lord, which healeth all things;
And thou leadest down to the gates of Hades, and leadest up again.
Yet the spirit that is gone forth he bringeth not back,
Neither giveth release to the soul that Hades hath received.
Pursued with strange rains and hails and showers inexorable,
And utterly consumed with fire;
In the water which quencheth all things the fire wrought yet more mightily;
For the world fighteth for the righteous.
That it might not burn up the creatures sent against the ungodly,
But that these might see and perceive that they were pursued by the judgement of God:
That it may destroy the fruits of an unrighteous land.
And bread ready for use didst thou provide from heaven without their toil,
Bread having the virtue of every pleasant savour,
And agreeing to every taste;
Ministering to the desire of the eater,
And transforming itself according to every man’s choice.
That men might know that fire was destroying the fruits of the enemies,
Burning in the hail and flashing in the rains;
Had even forgotten its power.
Straineth its force against the unrighteous, for punishment,
And slackeneth it in behalf of them that trust in thee, for beneficence.
It ministered to thine all-nourishing bounty,
According to the desire of them that made supplication;
But thy word which preserveth them that trust thee.
Simply warmed by a faint sunbeam melted away;
And must plead with thee at the dawning of the light:
And shall flow away as water that hath no use.
The plague of darkness.