When Joseph did in Egypt settle
He used his wits and all his mettle
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To win the Pharaoh to his side
So he could there in peace reside
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And Pharaohs came and Pharaohs went
But they were not from heaven sent
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And they did all the Jews enslave
And drive them to an early grave
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They labored there under the yoke
All those ancient holy folk
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And after a time the Jews were bound
Their sorrow it was most profound
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As slaves their lives were a grind
No joy or happiness could they find
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And then an edict was broadcast wide
Causing mothers their sons to hide
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Each male child, those first born
Would be the object of the Pharaoh's scorn
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Each male child would be put to death
None evermore to take a breath
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And thus did Moses' mother conspire
To hide her son amidst the mire
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She left him there beside the river
Hoping he would not cry or shiver
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She left him amidst the rushes tall
Not knowing if he would survive at all
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She left him there with great sorrow
Not knowing if he would survive until the morrow
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And when Moses did in his basket lay
His sister Miriam close to him did stay
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Then one day there came a crowd
With Pharaoh's daughter laughing loud
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And Moses in his basket they found
And took him back to the palace ground
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As an Egyptian master was he raised
And often by the Pharaoh praised
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But one day he saw an overseer beat
A Jewish slave on the head and feet
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In anger he did kill that man
And thence he to the desert ran
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And one day chanced to see
A burning bush, not a tree
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A bush the fire did not consume
Something that you would presume
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Then from the bush a voice did speak
With such a tone it made him weak
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He was commanded to free his folk
Who suffered under oppression's yoke
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Thus to the Pharaoh he did return
For righteousness did within him burn
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He said you must let my people go
He did it quietly and without show
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But the Pharaoh's heart was hardened deep
The Israelites he vowed to keep
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And thus the Pharaoh's heart did harden
He would not give the Jews a pardon
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Then the Lord the plagues did bring
Down upon this Egyptian king
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Came the plagues one after another
Affecting each Egyptian and his brother
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First the water turned to blood
Then the land with frogs did flood
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Next came vermin and the beast
Of the plagues these were the least
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Then came boils and the hail
To soften the Pharaoh these did fail
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The locusts did the crops despoil
And ruin all of Egypt's toil
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The darkness blotted out the sun
For Egypt this was not much fun
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The last one was the worst of all
Where the first born gave their all
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The firstborn children had to die
It was enough to make the mothers cry
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The first nine plagues, count them then
Affected all the women and the men
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But when death's angel came to pass
The Jewish people were saved en masse
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They spread lamb's blood upon their door
For them thus death was not in store
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And when this plague was finally past
The Pharaoh did agree at last
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To let the Jewish people depart
(Finally he was getting smart)
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And they left in such a hurry
That making bread was their least worry
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The bread did not have time to rise
In spite of all the children's cries
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And the Jews did leave in haste
Running to the desert waste
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Alas, the Pharaoh changed his mind
And sent his chariots fast behind
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The Israelites stopped at the sea
But it split so they could flee
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And when the soldiers rode behind
Just deep water did they find
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We have a seder and retell
The story of what the Jews befell
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In memory of that ancient time
We eat the matzo and drink the wine
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We eat the marror because of what bound the bricks
Back then it was made of sand and sticks
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Now in freedom we sit and eat
Our friends and relatives we greet
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And hope to be in Jerusalem some day
And at the Wailing Wall to pray
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So let us now have a seder
Another holiday will come later
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Copyright © 1998 Steve Hausman |