The Mountain Village Was Destroy'D; But See How Soon Is Fill'D The Void! Shingles And Boards, As By Magic Arise, The Babe In His Cradle And Swaddling-Clothes Lies; How Blest To Trust To God'S Protection! Behold A Wooden New Erection, So That, If Sparks And Wind But Choose, God'S Self At Such A Game Must Lose!