I’ve left Egypt for good
and I’m not coming back
I will no longer be a slave to fear;
a slave to my unfortunate past
I won’t live in this house;
of constant oppression.
living in fear and agony
I’m crossing the sea
The road is paved just for me
and yet the bluebird hums inside my head
and the song is sweet but it’s been on repeat
Moses said let my people go
but why do I still feel stuck?
unchanging, unmoving, glued to the sand
I’m in a new place, but sadness still surrounds this land
The Pharaoh- he’s coming back for me
I’ve had my cake, there’s nothing left to see
Unfortunately, he won’t leave me alone
so just let me die here and rot to the bone
but then I look up and see His gift
the bread of life- He’s chosen to freely give
it can’t be that easy to finally let go
but He says, “I am the one who can sew..
you together, when you’ve been so easily broken
I am the truth, the salvation, your only token
and suddenly all my tears are falling on the floor
I’ve never felt it rain like this before...