OUT OF EGYPT
Back
from out of Egypt land
I
called my Holy Son
Back
from out of Egypt
I
called unto my chosen one
Back
from the tombs
Of
long dead kings
Back
from her graves of pride
Back
from the land of Egypt
I
called my Holy Child
Back
from out of Egypt
I
called my Holy Nation
My
priests, my poets, my prophets
A
chosen generation
On
eagles wings I bore them out
Back
thru death's dark door
Then
back unto the promised land
To
dwell forever more
In
the wilderness they heard my voice
And
there I nourished them
Fed
them with bread from Heaven
Cool
water from a stone
My
presence always went before
They
were never once alone
Back
from out of Egypt land
I
led my children home
And
now today once more
My
voice cries out again
Come
out of her my children
Forsaking
death and sin
Come
be my sons, my daughters
For
all eternity
Come
out, Come out
Come
back to me
And
you will my children be
(Repeat
last verse)
