Mary's TreasureChikamu

Reverse Exodus

An angel disclosed in a dream to my mate

That we were in danger and must flee with haste

To Egypt, an exodus now in reverse

While Herod killed babies in jealous outburst.

It seemed as though we had just barely escaped.

While many boys perished our son’s fate was scraped

With branch of lamb’s blood painting door scarlet there

So death would pass over, this firstborn to spare.

I snap off a tender green hyssop branch while

We go on our journey to land of the Nile.

I hold it to thank God our lives are secured

I need not fear death when I carry the Word.