Rejoice, ye prophets, and ye saints,
O'er Babel's ruins sing;
God shall avenge your long complaints,
And down the harlot bring.

In Gabriel's hand a mighty stone
Was lifted from the shore;
A symbol of great Babylon,
Just now a-throwing o'er.

He spoke and dreadful as he stood
Above the ocean's foam,
He sunk the milstone in the flood,
And swift pronounc'd the doom:

" Thus terribly, with violence,
Shall bloody Babel fall;
Thus plung'd in wrath's abyss, and thence
Be found no more at all. "