We stand, three million,
Extinction in our eyes —
Pharaoh’s Prize.
Annihilation on our breath —
Jacob’s Death.
Entrapped are we —
Cornered by the Sea.
That sound! That sound!
That terrifying, horrifying din
Of chariots, thundering in,
Imminent on the wind.
Sand all around —
In our sandals, in our throats.
Oh, for boats!
Advancing, closer, closer still.
God will save us, yes He will!
Watch Him split the Sea
And let us pass miraculously —
Us baptised,
Them chastised
Before our eyes —
The eyes of slaves.
Our God — He saves!