Passover'
Today, is the Passover , it comes at early eve,
How the angel of death, fulfilled destiny.
Moses let Pharaoh be the judge,
A Spiritual finger giving Him a nudge.
Israel was saved that fateful night,
To show Pharaoh God's awesome might.
Stay in, put blood over your door.
So the Angel of death, not to fear Him anymore.
As we celebrate our Lord's amazing feat,
We listen to Him, about what we eat.
Unleavened bread, as His Spiritual way,
We are thankful for this God given day.
A way to pray, thankful for His blessings,
The angel went by, As Egypt mourned, this I'm guessing.
A sign to our Lord, that we servants through and through,
Humbly standing in awe, as the angel of death didn't come for me or you.
Copyright © Robert Ball | Year Posted 2011
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