Burning sun beats my back,
Blood stains on my hands,
Fallen prince of mighty men,
Doomed to desert sands,
At Mt. Sinai I come to you,
To kneel before your flame,
Tell me what I must do,
To bring Glory to your name.
A voice from the fire speaks to me,
Your face no man may see,
My God - your plan – Destiny,
Your voice from the fire speaks to me.
Repurposed and remade,
To be the hand of God,
To bring low a mighty king,
Become the punishing rod,
All of my self-doubt,
The slowness of my tongue,
Will not defeat your plans,
redemption to be done.
A voice from the fire speaks to me,
Your face no man may see,
My God - your plan – Destiny,
Your voice from the fire speaks to me.
I come here unwelcomed,
Before Pharaoh I stand,
We bring plague and pestilence,
A curse upon the land,
Stubbornness turns to destruction,
You defy the creator of man,
The final crushing blow,
Your son in your hands.
A voice from the fire speaks to me,
Your face no man may see,
My God - your plan – Destiny,
Your voice from the fire speaks to me.
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