Tuesday, April 9, 2019

When the Angel of Death Was Called to Act


We watched without ability to stop them
So now we linger in our misery
None of us, not one could foresee
The slave race of the Hebrews
We were told to listen
Demanding there rights to be free
They warned us of the Angel of Death
And their God Jehovah's power
We'd lose our most important legacies
Warned us that we'd lose our first born
We'd lose our people's youth flower
For we were foolish, we were arrogant
We thought who could act but Pharaoh
But the Angel of Death acted
He would go where we hid
He would act in manifest haste
All the armies, walls and towers
Could not stop their God
We lost our heart in but an hour
When they unleashed their fate

“For the Angel of Death spread his wings on the blast,
And breathed in the face of the foe as he passed;
And the eyes of the sleepers waxed deadly and chill,
And their hearts but once heaved, and for ever grew still!”   Lord Byron