Deliverance
by Annie Johnson Flint
Have you come to the “Red Sea” place in your life, where, in spite of all you can do,
There is no way out, there is no way back, there is no other way but through?
Then wait on the Lord with a steadfast faith, ‘till the night of your fear is gone:
He will send the wind, He will heap the floods, when He says to your soul, “Go on!”
His hand will lead you completely through, so no watery walls roll down;
No wave can touch you, no foe can smite; no mighty Red Sea can drown.
The tossing billows may rear their crests; their foam at your feet may break;
But over their bed you shall walk dry shod, in the path that your Lord will make.
In the morning light, ‘neath the lifted cloud, you shall see that the Lord alone
Has led you forth from the terrible sea to a land that you have not known.
And your fears shall pass as your foes have passed; you shall no more be afraid;
You will praise the Lord in a brighter day; in a place His hand has made.
All That Night
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All that night the Lord is working; moving back the deep Red Sea;
Sending the wind of His Holy Spirit to bless those who are free.
All that night God’s people wait with hearts in deepest agony;
With Egyptian armies behind them and in front the cruel sea.
All that night seems deeper darkness than they ever knew before;
‘Though the light of God’s own presence gently hovers ore.
All that night they hope and wait, ‘till at last the dawn does break;
Then they see that God is working, in the darkness, a path to make.
In your darkest night of sorrow, trust the Lord to make a way;
God works at midnight to make tomorrow a brighter day.
Exodus Number One
by Dottie Rambo
In the days of old king Pharaoh, God’s people toil as slaves
In bondage to that wicked king who works them to their graves.
They cry to God in heaven, “Our load is hard to bear!”
“Let them go!” God tells the king – and He shows His mighty power.
God turns the water into blood; darkness fills the land
And all the people feel the touch of the Lord’s almighty hand.
All Egypt lose their firstborn; death claims King Pharaoh’s son;
Then he lets God’s people go: that was Exodus Number One.
“Lift up thy rod now Moses,“ the voice of God then sounds;
“Stretch out thy hand, divide the sea, for they’ll cross it on dry ground.”
The Egyptian army follows to slay those who are free,
But God takes off their chariot wheels and drowns them in the sea.
Press on a little farther, children; march on to victory:
For our Exodus is the Rapture when He comes to set us free.