My father-in-law had a flock of sheep; To keep them safe and happy was my job. A Hebrew brought up in Pharaoh's great court, I found strange peace within the woolly mob. The flock and I went to Horeb's back side To graze within the shadow of the mount. We'd come there before to find the good grass More times than you or I could ever count. The dry desert air was rippled with heat; The sun was high; no predator sought game. And as I watched over the sheep and lambs, A single bush burst brightly into flame. I watched it, alert, for the flame could spread, But soon I saw that just the one bush burned, And 'neath the bright blaze the bush stood intact. To see it better, from the path I turned. And as I drew near this amazing sight I heard a voice-it came from all around. "Yes, Moses," it said, "come closer; but first take off your shoes: you stand on holy ground." A shepherd I was, and I am one still, But more than sheep and lambs are in my hand. I now lead the Children of Israel From Egypt to their own, their Promised Land. I wouldn't have thought I could do this thing, But God said He would tell me what to say. So now you are free, and it's all because I stopped to watch a burning bush one day.
February 11, 1995