44. How lakes and rivers ev'ry wherehe turned into blood;So that nor man nor beast could drinkof standing lake or flood.
45. He brought among them swarms of flies,which did them sore annoy;And divers kinds of filthy frogshe sent them to destroy.
46. He to the caterpillar gavethe fruits of all their soil;Their labours he deliver'd upunto the locusts' spoil.
47. Their vines with hail, their sycamoreshe with the frost did blast:
48. Their beasts to hail he gave; their flockshot thunderbolts did waste.
49. Fierce burning wrath he on them cast,and indignation strong,And troubles sore, by sending forthill angels them among.