Leaving Egypt

LEAVING EGYPT

Free at last, free at last,

no more feeling the whip or lash.

No more toil in the blazing sun.

We rest at peace when the day is done.

Freedom’s taste lingers sweet.

We sing with thanks to our drumming feet.

The joy we share as we march along

is the heart and soul of freedom’s song.

We’ve left that harsh and lawless land

to trek across the desert sand.

Together we will learn anew

to worship Him in all that’s true.

Free to choose to follow Him

or led astray by our own whim.

We’ve laboured without sabbath rest

but now He puts us to the test.

Slaves no more, now we’re free

to choose love, law, and liberty.

Faith must guide us to obey

laws written in our hearts each day.

Rebecca Stewart