Now Moses was a Hebrew lad
So long ago in Egypt land
Twas quite a temper that he had
And such great strength within his hand.
One day a soldier in the field
Assigned to watch the slaves at work
Did beat a slave and would not yield
Because he thought the man did shirk.
When Moses struck him to the ground
This was a crime, the soldier died
In fear he ran not to be found
To Sinai, forty years did hide.
Then through the Burning Bush of Flame
That’s how God called him home again
He donned the role of Bible fame
To lead his people out of pain !
Claire V. Bogdanos 