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From the time of ancient biblical prophets, before Rome existed as a mighty empire there was a great and powerful kingdom called EGYPT. When the rest of the world was still in it's infancy EGYPT was a kingdom of beauty, knowledge and riches. Ruled by the mighty Pharaohs who held
majesty over a huge empire and lived in splendor and glory in their beautiful palaces decorated with wondrous ceramics, statuary, vases, furniture and paintings on Papyrus backgrounds. Much of it built by slave labour... Israeli Slaves. Then one day God said “LET MY PEOPLE GO”
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Passover.
Dark and terrible is the night.
The moon and stars out of sight
Nowhere around is seen a light.
The trees are dancing in an eerie way.
The rain and night seem to play
and an enslaved nation shivers, awaiting the day.
Every window is bolted. Every door is barred.
Children's hands held ever so hard.
Even with the knowledge that they are being led.
Every heart is filled with a nameless dread.
Forcing themselves to eat the herbs and the bread.
The blood is dripping down the door.
Slowly trickling it reaches the floor.
As the Lord of Zion prepares to roar.
Tension fills the very air.
Hands are lifted in silent prayer.
And the Egyptians sleep on, unaware.
Now the night itself stills with fear.
As unseen, unheard by human ear
The angel of death draws near.
Just as the sky begins to light,
The God of Israel strike with all His might.
And a terrible wailing fills the night.
The deed is done, the battle is won.
The Pharoah sits beside his dead son.
And he is not the only one.
He challenged their God but he is only a man.
Defeated by the Almighty hand.
And the people set out for the promised land.
D.J. Quinn. (1993) |
