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Moses and the Burning Bush

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  On Horeb’s lonely hillside, a shepherd watched his sheep, Wind across the desert, the world in quiet sleep. A bush burned bright with fire that never turned to ash— Moses stepped a little closer, startled by the flash. Here I am, the voice declared, come near and hear my name, I have seen my children cry, I know their hurt and shame. I will send you, do not fear, I’ll walk with you each day— When God calls softly through the flame, His power shows the way. “Take off your sandals, this is holy ground,” the speaking said, “I’ll send you to my people who are bowed and filled with dread.” Moses asked, “Who am I? They won’t believe my voice.” God gave signs for proof and promised choice: “I will be your choice.” A staff became a serpent, then returned into his hand, A healed and changed forefinger showed God’s power on the land. “Say ‘I AM’ has sent you; Aaron will go too— I’ll guide your words, I’ll lead the way, and I will be with you.” He trembled with his calling, his courage ...

Moses on the Run: Escape to Midian

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  Moses walked among his people, saw their silent cry, An Egyptian struck a Hebrew—anger flared inside. He stood to stop the hurting, a sudden hand was thrown, A life was lost, the secret known, he had to leave his home. Run to the desert, find a quiet place, Leave behind the danger, seek a kinder space. Wrong turns bring hard lessons, mercy heals the brave— In patience and in service, God prepares the way. He crossed the burning desert, footsteps soft on sand, Reached a shady well in Midian’s open land. Daughters drew the water, shepherds pushed them out, Moses rose to help them, chased the trouble roundabout. “Who are you, kind stranger?” asked the eldest with a smile. “I’m far from home and weary—may I rest a while?” Their father welcomed Moses, offered food and stay, He tended flocks at evening and learned a humbler way. He married gentle Zipporah; her laughter eased his years, In quiet days and shepherd’s trails he found new hope, not fears. Run to the desert, find a quie...

Moses Birth Story: Saved by a Princess

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  In this story song you’ll see a frightened mother hiding her newborn in a dim reed hut, quietly praying as she cares for him. After three months she makes a small waterproof basket, tucks the baby in soft cloths, and sets it among the Nile reeds, hoping for God’s help. At dawn a compassionate princess walking the shore finds the basket, opens it, and is moved to mercy. A brave little sister steps forward with a plan, bringing the baby’s mother to nurse him in a discreet meeting, and the child grows under both love and protection. In Egypt’s shadow, danger grew, Pharaoh’s law brought fear anew. A mother cradled her newborn son, Hid him where the daylight shunned. Three quiet months she kept him near, Prayers like whispers, trembling fear. Hold on, hold fast, through night and tide, Small hands of hope will not be denied. Mercy finds a weary heart, One brave act can change the start. She wove a basket, sealed with tar, Laid him safe where the reeds are. By the river’s edge she l...

The Story of Israel’s Slavery

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  Long after Joseph’s light had gone, A new king rose with heart of stone. He saw our numbers, feared our name, So he made slaves and gave us shame. Under Pithom’s sun we bent and toiled, Bricks and dust, our labor boiled. We will sing, we will stand, Holding hope with a trembling hand. When fear runs wild and rulers harm, Faith will guard us, faith will warm. Pharaoh’s command was cold as night: “Throw every newborn boy from sight.” Mothers trembled, tears fell like rain, Hearts in chains, suffering and pain. But Shiphrah and Puah would not obey, They held God’s law above the king’s way. We will sing, we will stand, Holding hope with a trembling hand. When fear runs wild and rulers harm, Faith will guard us, faith will warm. “Those women birth before we come,” They spoke with courage, steady, calm. God saw their fear of Him and stayed, He blessed their homes for choosing brave. Though Pharaoh tried to crush our voice, We kept our children, chose to rejoice. In darkest days a ...

A People That Would Not Be Broken #exodusstory #jewsinegypt

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  “Those women birth before we come,” They spoke with courage, steady, calm. God saw their fear of Him and stayed, He blessed their homes for choosing brave. Though Pharaoh tried to crush our voice, We kept our children, chose to rejoice. In darkest days a promise grows: God protects the seed He sows. We will sing, we will stand, Holding hope with a trembling hand. When fear runs wild and rulers harm, Faith will guard us, faith will warm. Courage lights the darkest night— Small brave hearts can change the fight.

The Midwives Who Defied Pharaoh

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  Pharaoh’s command was cold as night: “Throw every newborn boy from sight.” Mothers trembled, tears fell like rain, Hearts in chains, suffering and pain. But Shiphrah and Puah would not obey, They held God’s law above the king’s way. We will sing, we will stand, Holding hope with a trembling hand. When fear runs wild and rulers harm, Faith will guard us, faith will warm. #exodus #exodusstory #exodussong

Under Pharaoh’s Hand

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  Long after Joseph’s light had gone, A new king rose with heart of stone. He saw our numbers, feared our name, So he made slaves and gave us shame. Under Pithom’s sun we bent and toiled, Bricks and dust, our labor boiled. We will sing, we will stand, Holding hope with a trembling hand. When fear runs wild and rulers harm, Faith will guard us, faith will warm.