None Like Moses
- michaelbray
- Jan 13, 2021
- 1 min read
Ours is the God Who rides heaven And reaches with those everlasting arms Driving out that enemy before us For a land of grain and wine. “Blessed are you, O Israel!” Nobody ever had it so good: Bread dropped to you out of the sky With God, Himself, your shield, And no need of a sword when the Lord Of heaven fights your wars! Yeah, your enemies can only cringe While you’re treading those high places, But then the Lord sent Moses away. Took a walk right up the mountain, Up on Nebo to the top of Pisgah. The Lord showed him All that wonderful land That he would not even touch! Yeah, there he died where no man knows A hundred and twenty years old. His eyes were sharp and body strong And never was another prophet like him Whom the Lord knew face to face.
Deut. 34 at 0755 on 13 January
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