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

Ye mountains, that ye skipped like rams, and ye hills, like lambs of the flock?

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

O mountains, ye skip as rams! O heights, as sons of a flock!

You mountains, why were you jumping like goats, and you little hills like lambs?

Ye mountains, that ye skipped like rams,.... Not for joy, but fear; what caused these trembling motions, these violent agitations, and quakings, and movings to and fro like the skipping of rams?
And ye little hills, like lambs? what was it that disturbed you, and put you into a panic, that you skipped like frightened lambs? These questions are put, by a beautiful and poetical figure, to inanimate creatures; the Red sea, the river of Jordan, the mountains of Sinai and Horeb, and the hills about them; to which an answer is turned in the next verse.