Exodus

​We were told to select a young goat or a lamb,
one unblemished from out of our herd.
We inquired of Moses who told us, I AM,
God Jehovah was keeping his word.

On the tenth of the month our selection was made;
on the fourteenth it cooked in a roast.
We made sure that the blood of the lamb was displayed
on the frame of the door and each post.

Then we ate with our sandals and cloak that we wore,
and we ate with our staff in our grasp.
With its meat in our belly and blood on our door,
we awaited God's presence to pass.

When a wailing filled Egypt, we knew in our heart
that the people would beg us to leave.
With their clothing and gold we were urged to depart;
every family of Egypt in grief.

Take my bones when you leave here, was Joseph's request,
so we packed them with all that we owned.
We've been slaves, yet our children would be more oppressed
when the next Pharaoh would be enthroned.

From a land that was fertile to one filled with sand;
we have miles of desert to roam.
Once, the children of Israel arrived by God's hand;
now, its time that his children went home.