The Exodus
Part Two
The Passover
…warned once again by
Moses and Aaron, their
Message was spurned by
A great haughty King…
Pharoah hardened his heart,
The one who drove God’s
People with a mighty whip,
With mud and straw forced to
Make bricks
The great pyramids stained
With the blood of the slavery’s
Hands
The King’s people pled “let these
People go”
“Our flocks and herds, our jewels
And gems, we would gladly give
Them, that we may be delivered
From this pestilence, sent by
Their God with His heavy rod”
At midnight the Angel of Death sped
Across Egypt’s heathen land,
The first born were stricken
The cry of the mother, of a
Father, the cry of the beast in the
Stall
Crying to their gods but none
Heard their call
The cattle in the field, the oxen’s
Brawl
Not a crypt nor a grave could
Hold them all
Upon this land the stench was
Appalling, driving man and
Beast to the brink of despair
The Israelites were spared,
All those who bore the
Blood as a sign of God
Commanded to prepare a
Special feast of paschal lamb,
Bitter herbs and unleavened
Bread
This infant nation born of
Suffering and pain
Now free in innocence,
Cradled in their Father’s
Arms, led by their leader
Moses, their journey began
As of old, the ram in the thicket
Spared Abraham’s knife,
Saving Isaac’s life
Pointing us to the ‘Lamb of
Sacrifice’
That all children of each
Generation would not forget
How they were set free and
Would always keep
“The Passover” feast!
Copyright(2020)Donna Nieri
